Sunday, November 18, 2007

Monday Morning 5.19


At eight o'clock we said goodbye
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well, she had to be at work by nine

So I get home and have a bath
And left an hour or two pass
Drifting in front of my TV
When a film comes on that she wants to see

Cause if she's still not back
Well, heaven knows what then
Is this the end

At half past two I picture her
In the back of someone else's car
He runs his fingers through her hair
Oh, you shouldn't left him touch you there
It's Monday morning 5. 19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
Cause every time
I try to call
I just get her machine

And now it's almost 6 a.m.
And I don't want to try again
Cause if she's still not back
And then this must be the end

- Rialto
Monday Morning 5.19