Monday

It's Monday morning

The snow is still falling

No hope for spring today

We sit over coffee

When you say you don't know me

No more after all these years

Maybe it's true

I've been hiding from you

I've been running

Cause something in me

Tells me to keep

My own way

The devil is calling

I've got to get going

No smile on your pretty face

When I get back in the evening

You say that you've missed me

That lately I seem so strange

And maybe it's true.etc

Oh,oh, - my own way

Life's getting shorter

No sweet ever - after

The weather's suddenly changed

There are storms and lightening

The damage is frightening

So we look for a fire escape

And maybe it's true

I've been hiding from you

I've been running

But something inside

Tells me we'll find

Our own way