Steve Wynn - Counting the Days lyrics

She was too tough to take any sh** but too weak to give it out Never ever saw her cry and never made her shout So it turned into a lifetime, what started as a phase We sit calmly and quiet, alone and in love Waiting and counting the days Her father was a dockworker and my father drank and fought We searched for something better and that's just what we got But we still see "On the Waterfront" every time it plays We sit calmly and quiet, alone and in love Waiting and counting the days She dreams of the future and I dream of the past Late at night we dream aloud until the die is cast Conspirators and combatants, oh let me count the ways We sit calmly and quiet on the verge of a riot Waiting and counting the days