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