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Days go by
But they go by oh so slow
Endless thoughts
That go by but never show
That I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
Though it seems
That I go to great extremes
It's just that I'm
Caught in never-ending dreams
Where I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
In the middle of the day
I can think of things to play
That would make us so happy
We could count our sins together
Knowing full well that we'd never
Really know where we could go
If you do then let me know
Otherwise let's just go on
Counting sins that reach to 7
I don't think we'll get to heaven
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7
I'm with you
To contemplate that maybe even
I'm with you
To count the days that make up 7

Composição: Jill Bryson/Rose McDowall





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