| To you one month there isn' a long time
|
| If you can tell
|
| And do whatever you’re doin'
|
| When I’m six thousand miles from a woman
|
| And I’m going crazy, counting the days
|
| Every week seems like a year
|
| Night brings words housed to get through
|
| Reminding me of the way
|
| She falls asleep in my arms
|
| Don’t drive to sleep like I used to
|
| Alive rave now, counting the days
|
| I’m dreaming of my love
|
| Wake up another day just hit me
|
| I was dreamin' I’d been sleeping with my love
|
| Get up, did she send me a letter?
|
| Why am I always counting the days
|
| When there’s nothing I can do
|
| Time goes too quickly when I’m with her
|
| But when we’re parted I feel we’re standing still
|
| Time keeps me feeling like a prisoner
|
| It doesn’t feel right, counting the days
|
| When I should be with my love
|
| I got one conservation
|
| Sometime tells me her
|
| My time alone
|
| I know she misses me as badly
|
| And I know she’s counting the days
|
| Feeling like I do |