Holy Holy Sentimental And Monday
Alone on a crowded train
The city gives as it takes away
Goodbye too hard to, hard to say
You said it would be just sentimental and Monday
Years, years, years collect
And my faces change in the photographs
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
Dark is 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't wake and you can't speak
So slip away from the dance floor
The easy way through the back door
Hearts, hearts, hearts will burn
Just as autumn leaves always turn
This darkness is nothing but a lack of light
Dark is before the dawn of arrives
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
Mmm, this darkness, ah
This darkness
This darkness
This darkness
(Ooooh)
