Counting Days

On the way towards your descent

I could count every flower on the hill

I couldn’t drown on your consent

There's nothing left for me to forgive again

And it’s cold in your bed

And those flowers have long been dead

If you wait you can see

There’s a place where I used to be

You want to make me spin

You want to hold me in

You wwant to make me spin

You want to hold me in

Counting days 'till you come in

I haven’t lost you

I’ve just misplaced you

However breath I could not tell

The window opened no explanation

You’re right in the sun

And the dreaming has come undone

If you wait you can see

There’s no reason to disagree

You want to make me spin

You want to hold me in

You want to make me spin

You want to hold me in

You want to make me spin

You want to hold me in

You want to make me spin

You want to hold me in