Текст (слова) песни: Bic Runga - She Left On A Monday
She left on a Monday She`s a siren down the road In your herringbone overcoat That you don`t expect to get back
And it`s an ordinary sky Today`s like any other day When all of the aeroplanes Write her name in the clouds
And nothing`s wrong But it`s already Sunday And you know just how Sunday Was the day that she would come around?
Go to her foolish man What`s the use of having pride if you don`t have her? She`ll endure all she can But you could make this easier on her
It`s all like sinking You`re trying to stay afloat Like a wind blown paper boat Over uncharted sea
There`s no question why You`re driving to kill some time Racing the power lines Back into town
Go to her foolish man What`s the use of having pride if you don`t have her? She`ll endure all she can But you could make this easier on her
Go to her foolish man What`s the use of having pride if you don`t have her? She`ll endure all she can But you could make this easier on her Make this easier on her Make this easier on her Make this easier on her
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