Bic Runga - Counting the days

Counting the d^Aays on the ^Amaj7calendar Strange how they ^A7bleed ^Dinto each other ^DmAll that I need Is a ^Aday with ^Eyou Pencil me ^Ain on your ^Amaj7Saturday Taking my ^A7leave ^DShould I be waylaid ^Dmplease wait for me

On a ^Aday with ^Amaj7you Maybe for ^A7now an ^Dmhour will do

Re^F#mmember my dear ^F#mdimthis time last year The ^E4sunsets were late and the ^Bdays were long And the nights were ^Bmfilled with song ^F#m The nights were ^Bmfilled with song ^E

^F#mStrolling the street we're s^F#mdimtrangely complete ^E4Let's stay awake till the ^Bmorning comes We don't need ^Bmanyone ^F#m We don't need ^Bmanyone ^E

Wasting my ^Alife at the ^Amaj7traffic lights Getting no^A7where ^DTrapped in the turnstiles ^DmStay within reach

Of a ^Aday with ^Amaj7you Maybe for ^A7now an ^Dmhour will do ^A