Winter Monday

Day trips back to your hometown
On a winter Monday
Street full of empty wind, closed now
And I'm rushing nowhere
Beach break, you tied your lace
We sat down
And in slow motion

Break me open and pour yourself in
When the leaves start falling
Will you be home again?

Last stop, they wake you up far from
The city skyline
Hotels and cinemas long gone
I don't recognise the face
But I know the name
From another lifetime

Break me open and pour yourself in
When the leaves start falling
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home?

Day trips back to your old road
On a winter Monday
Homes where we used to play, all sold
But the memories don't fade

Break me open and pour yourself in
When the leaves start falling
Will you be home again?

Break me open and pour yourself in
When the leaves start falling
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home again?
Will you be home?



Credits
Writer(s): William Bruce Wright, Aviv Cohen, Annie Rew Shaw
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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