Counting The Days Lyrics - 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 do