Monday

It is Sunny but cloudy inside…

Life still goes on...
Like weeks that come and go...
Some people are like Mondays and some others precious gold...
Beyond the deepest land of truth,
Beyond what means,
Beyond what is,
The walls around my heart
It is Sunny but cloudy inside…

Get past my Monday morning…
It's so hard to see you go…
I don't care,
I don't care,
I don't care…
Oh no!
Get past these sounds of winter,
And move on to the next girl…
I don't know,
I don't know,
I don't know…
I didn't think so…