They call it gloomy Monday
But Tuesday don’t feel right
Wednesday’s heavy
Thursday fades into the night
The moon comes out on Friday
I walk the streets alone
Saturday’s hollow
no one to call my own
Soft wind blows on Sunday
I sit and watch the rain
Lord have mercy
ease this lingering pain
They call it gloomy Monday
But Tuesday don’t feel right
Wednesday’s heavy
Thursday fades into the night
The moon comes out on Friday
I walk the streets alone
Saturday’s hollow
no one to call my own
Soft wind blows on Sunday
I sit and watch the rain
Lord have mercy
ease this lingering pain
My heart keeps waiting
for a peace I can’t obtain