Should we wait for the sun to come?
Well if it never comes
Do we look to walk to places we know we shouldn't be?
Do we count the days?
Do we count the days?
Will it be enough?
If you look for another love
Make sure it holds you up
To the bitter bites of the winter wind
When you walk out to the day
Oh won't you count the ways
Won't you count the ways
I've been good to you?
Oh, my love
Don't let it trip you up
Fill your head with the little things
We don't talk about
Just give me a sign
And we'll work it out in time
Oh hello, hello
Da da da da....
So if you think that your heart could bloom
The swell of bud to burst
To the Dogwoods, and the Dandelions
To cover us in wine
Oh, and lend on a scent
And the thought of spring
Finds the citizens again
Oh, my love
Don't let it trip you up
Fill your head with the little things
We don't talk about
Just give me a sign
And we'll work it out in time
Should we wait for the sun to come
Well if it never comes
Will you hold your heart for someone
You know you'll never see?
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