Monday (Feat. Philip Strand)

I keep running, running back to Running, running back to Your blue eyes They hunt me down, believe it's called the sign of the times Oh my, my Heart is splitting just like it's been cut by a knife We flew as high as satellites They left me paralyzed Just like I'm no one to you And it even rains in paradise Made me wish for better times Feel like a man on the moon On a Monday, I can't let go But then on Friday, I hit the solo And come Sunday, where can I go? I keep running, running back to Running, running back to On a Monday, I can't let go But then on Friday, I hit the solo And come Sunday, where can I go? I keep running, running back to Running, running back to you (Back to, back to you) Running, running back to Running, running back to you (I keep running back, running back) I keep running, running back to Running, running back to you My heart strings You play them like you know I'm coming over again Oh, my brain It's like a broken record, I keep letting you in, oh yeah We flew as high as satellites They left me paralyzed Just like I'm no one to you And it even rains in paradise Made me wish for better times Feel like a man on the moon On a Monday, I can't let go But then on Friday, I hit the solo And come Sunday, where can I go? I keep running, running back to Running, running back to On a Monday, I can't let go But then on Friday, I hit the solo And come Sunday, where can I go? I keep running, running back to Running, running back to you (Back to, back to you) Running, running back to Running, running back to you (I keep running back, running back) I keep running, running back to Running, running back to you On a Monday, I can't let go But then on Friday, I hit the solo And come Sunday, where can I go? I keep running, running back to Running, running back to you