I hate Mondays,
On my lonely highway,
Running back to nothing and nowhere;
A thousand miles from the sea,
Might as well be a million miles from you;
Feelings of emptiness,
An invisible load on my chest;
Heavy hearted goodbyes
Mixed with salty kisses

I hate Mondays,
When you pack up
And I get watch you walk away slow,
Fight back the anguish and longing,
Fading in the distance;
When all I want, all I need,
Is a few more stolen moments,
A few more stolen embraces,
One more Sunday afternoon

I hate Mondays without you!