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 an hour will do