Counthing Crows

A long December and there's reason to belive
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember
The last things that i could serve you in the year
When the day's go by so fast

there's one more day I been in canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's thing that i could be forgiven
Wish you would
na... na... na...

Smells of Hospital in winter