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Monday morning, tears are falling
Down like fluid pain
And it′s a long
Lost Monday morning
The telling words I like to learn
Are dying on your lips
As the morning
Through my fingers slips
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh-oh
I find myself in times like this
I'm amazed
How eager everything is to go wrong
Around me
Monday morning, the rivals to wound me
Eyes look hurt again
For I have asked
And will never ask again
For I have asked
I will never ask again
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Writer(s): Pal Waaktaar, Magne Furuholmen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
