Sentimental And Monday

Holy Holy

Compositor: Strathie Ryan Peter

Alone, on a crowded train
The city gives as it takes away
Goodbye too hard to, hard to say
You said it would be
Too sentimental and Monday
Years, years, years collide
And the faces change
In a photograph
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
Darkness before the dawn arise
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
This silence, just the sound of night
Dream, that you're asleep
But you can wake
And you can speak
So slip away from the dance floor
But easy way through the back door
Hearts, hearts, hearts will burn
Just as autumn leaves
Will always turn
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
Darkness before the dawn arise
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
The silence just the sound of night
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
This darkness
This darkness
This darkness
This darkness
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