I'm in an empty room, I've waited here since noon
The walls are closing in, the room is getting dim
I'm feeling something wrong, the time is getting on
You've left me here alone, you're holding all I own

I can't walk the line, I can't see the time
I'm falling out of view, I'm sinking into you
I can't walk the line, I can't see the time
I'm falling out of view, I'm sinking into you

I'm leaving Monday, it's better than Sunday
It's better than Sunday, it's better than
I'm feeling younger, it's better than wiser
It's better than wiser, it's better than

I'm leaving Monday it's better than Sunday
It's better than Sunday, it's better than
I'm feeling younger, it's better than wiser
It's better than wiser, it's better than

It's getting dark outside, I shrink and try to hide
There's no one else to blame, it's always been the same
I'm leaving notes around, so when I'm gone they're found
You'd wish you treated me, with much more dignity

I can't walk the line, I can't see the time
I'm falling out of view, I'm sinking into you
I can't walk the line, I can't see the time
I'm falling out of view, I'm sinking into you

I'm leaving Monday, it's better than Sunday
It's better than Sunday, it's better than
I'm feeling younger, it's better than wiser
It's better than wiser, it's better than

I'm leaving Monday, it's better than Sunday
It's better than Sunday, it's better than
I'm feeling younger, it's better than wiser
It's better than wiser, it's better than

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Writer(s): JAMES ELIOT, PAUL HARRIS, PHILLIPA MARGARET BROWN