Monday

Life still goes on
Like weeks that come and go
Some people are like mondays
And some others precious gold
Beyond the deepest land of truth
Beyond what means
Beyond what is
The walls around my heart
It is sunny but cloudy inside
Get past my monday morning
It's so hard to see you go
I don't care
Oh no...
Get past this sounds of winter and move on to the next girl
I don't know
I didn't think so...
It is sunny but cloudy inside.

(Monday, Carlo Dall'anese.)