Marc Cohn - The Color of Monday Тексты

The color of Monday
The color of blue
That's the color of everything without you
Where ever I'm going, Whatever I do
The color of Monday keeps seeping through

Running down the staircase, through the door and in the yard
Chasing after Rainbows never use to be so hard

But the color of Monday
The color of blue
That's the color of everything without you
Somewhere inside me, there's a different hue
But the color of Monday, keeps seeping through

It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through

Tuesday never came
Wednesday couldn't find my shoes
Thursday morning blues
I said by Friday night, I should be alright
But now the weekends gone and the TV's on

And that's the color of Monday
The color of blue
That's the color of everything without you
Where ever I'm going, Whatever I do
The color of Monday keeps seeping through

Running down the staircase, through the door and in the yard
Chasing after rainbows never use to be so hard

But the color of Monday
The color of blue
That's color of everything without you
Somewhere inside me, there's a different hue
But the color of Monday keeps seeping through

It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
It keeps seeping through
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