Vārdi: Rialto. Monday Morning 5.19.

At eight o'clock we said goodbye
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well, she had to be at work by nine
So I get home and have a bath
And let an hour or two pass
Drifting in front of my TV
When a film comes on that she wants to see

It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Then this must be the end

At first I guess she's gone
To get herself a pack of cigarettes
A pint of milk
Food for the cat
But it's midnight now
And she's still not back

It's Monday morning 5:19

And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well, heaven knows what then
Is this the end?

At half past two
I picture her in the back of someone else's car
He runs his fingers through her hair
Oh, you shouldn't let him touch you there

It's Monday morning 5:19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
'Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost six a.m.
And I don't want to try again
'Cause if she's still not back
Well, heaven knows what then
Is this the end?