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? --- .