Monday morning, 24th of November

Knees were shaking as far as I could remember

Bearing no thoughts, haunted by a dream

Preparing for judgment day, It may be just what it seems



And there you were as pretty as could be

It felt so strange when you looked back at me

Something just wasn't right, was it going my way?

Will it be just fine? Will it be the price I have to pay



I used to be the master of surprises

Used to do it for free

As I planning my disguises

The surprise was on me



I just couldn't help the tears from falling

When I held you in my arms

It's the end of my song for you