Another Monday

Every day without you is just another Monday.
There is no escaping from the dreaded wake,
Or the constant sorrow of my soul,
Suffering from an unwanted heartache.

I wish I were with you, in your arms,
Where I could look up at you and tell you,
"You know I have searched long for this,
You know I Love you, and you know it's true."

I'm going crazy, losing my mind,
Always wishing I was there with you.
Staring out into the night sky,
Wishing You and I could share the view.

I spend my day with people talking,
And the day goes by so slow.
I realize I've wasted my life,
Never truly letting you know...

Every morning I wake up,
Is always going to be another day,
Of falling in love with you again;
Always finding another way.

Years and years we have missed out,
Now we're tired of all this waiting.
I have to tell you of this love,
That there is really no translating.

I can not take another Monday,
I can't make it on my own.
I find my sweet serenity,
Talking on the phone.

It's where you always tell me-
Where you show your heart is true.
Every morning can be a Monday,
But I'm still in love with you.