Sentimental and Monday

Alone on a crowded train

This city gives as it takes away

Goodbye too hard, too hard to say

They said it would be too sentimental and Monday

Years, years, years collate

And the faces change in the photographs

This darkness is nothing but a lack of light

Darkness before the dawn arrives

This darkness is nothing but a lack of light

The 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

The 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 arrives

This darkness is nothing but a lack of light

The silence just the sound the night

This darkness is nothing but a lack of light

This darkness is nothing but a lack of light

Mmm

This darkness, oh

This darkness

This darkness

This darkness