A Month, A Week, A Day Lyrics by The Jack Wharff Band & Solon Holt
I dropped her off at gate 17
Watched you walk off where I couldn’t be
That suitcase rolled on through the rain
I half hope the storm might buy me a day
I bought you flowers for the night
Swear they would last you through the flight
Made sure the bag was Ziploc® tight
Somethin’ in the air just felt so wrong
Like the hush of a half-sung country song
Know it ain’t forever, but it sure feels long
A month, a week, a day
Too long and far too late
Count down every hour until May
Watch the clock move the minutes away
‘Til then, I’ll see you when it’s been a month, a week, a day
X marks the date on my desk
Just a square with your name in red
How long is this distance gonna take
I swear each second calls your name
And baby, I can’t wait
A month, a week, a day
Too long, too far, too late
I’ll count down every hour ‘til May
Watch the clock move the minutes away
‘Til then, I’ll see you when it’s been a month, a week, a day
A month, a week, a day
A month, a week, a day
Too long, and far too late
Count down every hour until May
Watch the clock move the minutes away
‘Til then, I’ll see you when it’s been a month, a week, a day
