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