I'm Still thinking about Monday,
Speaking in tongues with your eyes,
You're talking in your sleep about someday,
Someday could be happening tonight,
Don't you know that I want you,
But silence is a safer sound,
Don't you know that I like you,
But love keeps pushing me down.
Don't be too hard on yourself,
Don't look too far ahead,
Don't be alarmed,
Or apalled when you fall,
It's only love.
Dreams keep flashing up old fears,
Where fiction is stranger than the truth,
I can't tell if it's my wishing well,
But I was getting used to lying with you,
Don't you know that I wanted,
Time to hold a trembling hand,
Don't you know that I loved it,
But love keeps making me mad.
La la la ti da.