monday morning 5 19

rialto’nun özellikle bestesi ile kulak dolduran güzel bir parçası.sözleri de şunlar:

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
cos everytime i try to call i just get her machine
and now it’s almost six am, and i don’t want to try again
cos if she’s till not back then this must be the end
is this 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 till not back

chorus

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