Sentimental and Monday - Holy Holy

alone on a crowded train

the city gives as it takes away

goodbye too hard to, hard to day

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 of night

this darkness is nothing but a lack of light

this darkness is nothing but a lack of light

mmmmmmmm

this darkness ohhhhhh

this darkness

this darkness

this darkness

oooooooh