Four Days Songtext
von Juan Zelada

Four days with my baby
Four days, I′m wishing there were more
I'm getting used to being let down by chance
Swimming in a sea of circumstance again and again

Maybe I should get hold of something
While the situation′s right
Maybe I'm not supposed to freefall through the night

She bangs on my door
She drills through my walls
I'm there right where she wants me

Four days with my baby
Four days, I′m wishing there were more


I′ve got an ocean of ideas
I got plans and I got fears
But there's something about kissing in the rain
Something about hills to climb that blow your mind
And controversy to unwind
Beyond the ripples seeping to the surface

She bangs on my door
She drills through my walls
I′m there right where she wants me

Four days with my baby
Four days, I'm wishing there were more

Is it the beating of a drum?
Is it to be the only one?
′Cause I feel surrender and it's come
As I follow in her footsteps
I follow in her footsteps

Four days with my baby
Four days, I′m wishing there were more

Four days, I'm wishing there were more
I'm wishing there were more