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