Hello Saferide - 25 Days

Twenty-five, twenty-five days.
That's too much, that's too much!
Twenty-five, twenty-five days.
That's too much, that's too much!

Twenty-five, 'til I get to see you.
Twenty-five, 'til I get to know
if what we just started will have conquered backpacker girls
with newly braided hair and Manu Chao records.
It will soon be twenty-four, oh, oh.
You're so worth waiting for, oh, oh!

Twenty-four, Twenty-four days.
Still too much, much too much.
Twenty-four, Twenty-four days.
Half an hour done just writing this song

Twenty-four, I can hear mouths moving.
Twenty-four, and I nod at what could be the right time to nod.
You and I hadn't even met twenty-four days ago.
I must have been so low, oh, oh.
And I didn't even know, oh oh!

23, 22, 21, 20,
19, 18, 17, 16,
15, 14, 13, 12,
10 (because I slept for so long those days),
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2,
1, 1, 1, 1, 1,
1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1,
1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1.

I get a text from you,
saying you're off to Havanna airport as we speak.
I start brushing my teeth.
Ten minutes later: "Sorry I mixd up d dates :)"
YOU STUPID FUCK,
YOU STUPID FUCK,
You stupid fuck, you need to come back

Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.

I'm at Arlanda airport with a famous flower in my hand waiting for you.
I see the doors opening, I see the passengers pouring out like gingerbread cookies
and wearing what appears to be new, funky hats,
I see from a distance it's someone I know well you're approaching,
I can see it, I take a step forward.

Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.