Blancmange - The Day Before You Came lyrics
[Blancmange - The Day Before You Came lyrics]
I must have left my house at eight
Because I always do my train, Im certain
Left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning
Paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial
No doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk
Around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read
And heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at
Half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this Im
Pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh
Cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never
Even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through
The business of the day
Without really knowing anything
I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left
Theres no exception to the rule
A matter of routine
Ive done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read
The evening paper then oh, yes
Im sure my life was well
Within it's usual frame
The day before you came
I must have opened my front door
At eight oclock or so
And stopped along the way to buy
Some Chinese food to go
Im sure I had my dinner
Watching something on TV
Theres not, I think
A single episode of Dallas that I didn't see
I must have gone to bed
Around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep
And so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French
Or something in that style its funny
But I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled
Up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof I must
Have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came
Because I always do my train, Im certain
Left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning
Paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial
No doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk
Around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read
And heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at
Half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this Im
Pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came
I must have lit my seventh
Cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never
Even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through
The business of the day
Without really knowing anything
I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left
Theres no exception to the rule
A matter of routine
Ive done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read
The evening paper then oh, yes
Im sure my life was well
Within it's usual frame
The day before you came
I must have opened my front door
At eight oclock or so
And stopped along the way to buy
Some Chinese food to go
Im sure I had my dinner
Watching something on TV
Theres not, I think
A single episode of Dallas that I didn't see
I must have gone to bed
Around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep
And so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French
Or something in that style its funny
But I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled
Up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof I must
Have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came