Monday afternoon it's a cloudy dayand the sun is setting
black and white but a greyish light
breaks thru the sky and the moon is on
the other side.
And I'm waiting here for you and I need you baby
and you know it's true.
The neon lights go on the wind rocks the trees
and it weaves on all night thru
I've got a feeling deep inside
you're not coming back
and the day will
break without you
And I think about what I thought I had outside,
Is there nothing I can do.
