No one really knows, it's just another day
How is it gonna feel is it all ok
If this is how it goes I wanna get away
Tomorrow's gonna be a good time for a change

Cause poppa's gotta go and mama's gonna stay
Maybe comin' back on Monday…

Has anybody told you what it feels like
Never really seeing things from the other side
No one ever showed or ever explained
The minutes move slow, I never had a say

But now I gotta go, you I wanna stay
I'll be comin' back on Monday
I'll be comin' back on Monday

Soft as the mood is

It's always october, have you noticed that
I couldn't hold you in a photograph
Still I'm not sure where I'm supposed to be
Feels like you kinda flipped the script on me

No you're not alone, won't ever be replaced
But this is how it goes, yeah you probably gotta wait
Tomorrow's gonna come, don't watch it float away
I really don't know what I should or shouldn't say

Cause poppa's gonna go an mama's gonna stay
He'll be comin back on Monday
He'll be comin back on Monday…

Soft as the mood is
Often uprooted

Lost my composure I don't want it back
Slipped and I slurred into a taxi cab
I know that's not who I'm supposed to be
Feels like you kinda flipped the script on me
Quick like october, have you noticed that
But you don't fold into a photograph
And I don't know what's just come over me

Soft as the mood is
Often intruded
Caution, the view is
Often / Off and uprooted