作词 : Paul Harris/James Eliot/Phillipa Brown
作曲 : Paul Harris/James Eliot/Phillipa Brown
Im in an empty room
Ive waited here since noon
The walls are closing in
The room is getting dim
Im feeling something wrong
But time is getting on
Youve left me here alone
Youre holding all I own
I cant walk the line
I cant see the time
Im falling out of view
Im sinking into you
I cant walk the line
I cant see the time
Im falling out of view
Im sinking into you
Im leaving Monday
Its better than Sunday, its better than Sunday, its better than
Im feeling younger
Its better than wiser, its better than wiser, its better than
Im leaving Monday
Its better than Sunday, its better than Sunday, its better than
Im feeling younger
Its better than wiser, its better than wiser, its better than
Its getting dark outside
I shrink and try to hide
Theres no one else to blame
Its always been the same
Im leaving notes around
So when Im gone theyre found
Youll wish you treated me
With much more dignity
I cant walk the line
I cant see the time
Im falling out of view
Im sinking into you
I cant walk the line
I cant see the time
Im falling out of view
Im sinking into you
Im leaving Monday
Its better than Sunday, its better than Sunday, its better than
Im feeling younger
Its better than wiser, its better than wiser, its better than
Im leaving Monday
Its better than Sunday, its better than Sunday, its better than
Im feeling younger
Its better than wiser, its better than wiser, its better than