One, two, tree, four

Remain still and quiet in your hiding spot Tension in the air and your breath caught Counting echoes across the floor Every creak feels louder than before One, two, tree, four I go looking for Tiptoe past the bedroom door Heartbeats racing, wanting more Five, six, seven, eight Ready or not, can’t wait Holding my breath like a secret score One, two, tree, four I can hear you laughing, I can hear the calls Little whispered plans, bouncing off the walls You don't want to give yourself up once you're hidden, do you But I know every hiding place you run to One, two, tree, four I go looking for Tiptoe past the bedroom door Heartbeats racing, wanting more Five, six, seven, eight Ready or not, can’t wait Holding my breath like a secret score One, two, tree, four