Monday Mourning - (A-ha)
Monday mourning
Tears are falling down like fluid
pain
And it's a long, lost Monday
morning
The telling words I like to learn
Are dying on your lips
As the morning through my fingers
slips
Ooo-oooh, a-haaaaaa
I find myself in times like this
quite amazed;how eager
everything is to go wrong;around me
Monday mourning
tries to wound me;
Eyes look hurt again
For have I asked and will never
ask again
For I have asked, I will never
ask again
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