Lletres: David Gray. Monday Morning.

Oh, can't make it on my own
In this life
I tried to hold it but its gone
Too fast

This life
I hold my hand upon my heart
Girl I don't know where to start
Wasting all my time
Lipstick, vodka, nicotine
All the things that might have been
Monday morning falling
Down
On this life

Blind, so stupid
Didn't see with my eyes
This love
So bright in front of me
In your face, your face

I put my head upon my head
What to say is all been said
Missing all my friends
A hundred miles from anywhere
Sadness creeping in my hair
Monday morning falling
Down
Na na na na na
Woah yeah, woah yeah


I put my hand upon my eyes
Love life's bleeding
No surprise
Nothing in my head
20 pounds, 15 pence
Can't afford the ambulance
Monday morning falling
Down
On this life

On this life
Can't make it on my own
In this life
Can't make it on my own
In this life

Na na na na
Woah yeah
Woah yeah
Woah yeah