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