Besedila: Kate Voegele. Monday Rain.

It?s the start of something brand new - It?s the start of the closing line
With the door cracked an inch or two - Do I dare set my foot inside?
Do I love you then lose you - Or do I put my trust in time?
Do I let myself refuse to count on a fateful dream of mine?

Within me
It tugs on
My heartstrings
And I know
It?s just a sky of silver gray - Just a narrow passageway
Just a song cut off halfway - Just another Monday rain

Would I spend a week in the heart of the city;
In the center of your heart?
For a flash of fame before I?d lose the game
And be stuck on the outskirts, back at the start
There?s no price I would not pay For the superlative insured
So I?ll light the candle, hope it does not melt away
But what if patience brings reward?


It?s just a sky of silver gray - Just a narrow passageway
Just a song cut off halfway
Just another Monday rain

Raining harder now, Raining harder now, Raining harder now

Within me
It tugs on
My heartstrings
My heart sings
This anthem
Of misery

Is it consequence
Or providence I?m on the fence
Of imminence
And nothing to gain Drenched in the Monday rain