Counting The Days
Bic Runga
Counting the days on the calendar Strange how they bleed into each other All that I need Is a day with you Pencil me in on your Saturday Taking my leave Should I be waylaid please wait for me On a day with you Maybe for now an hour will do Remember my dear this time last year The sunsets were late and the days were long And the nights were filled with song The nights were filled with song Strolling the street we're strangely complete Let's stay awake till the morning comes We don't need anyone We don't need anyone Wasting my life at the traffic lights Getting nowhere Trapped in the turnstiles Stay within reach Of a day with you Maybe for now and hour will dochilled Monday
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