Counting

Музыка:
Николай Девлет-Кильдеев
Слова:
Роман Ивасивка

Time to phone you, when I wake in the night
Hoping nothing is wrong and that everything right.
It ain't easy, without you in my arms
But I promize I'll get home to you, somehow

Trying to write you, when I'm so far away
I've got so many thoughts and so much to say.
It ain't easy, without you in my eyes
But I promise I'll get home to you, somehow

Meanwhile I'm
Counting the hours in the day
Counting the days of the week
Closer and closer to you
Close to the girl that I love

Meanwhile I'm
Counting the hours in the day
Counting the days of the week
Closer and closer to you
Close to the girl that I love