Monday Morning - Teleman

I don't care

If it's saturday night

Or monday morning

Under the plastic sky

I fell asleep

With the radio on

I started dreaming

You were in every song

And i don't care

If you were yellow or red

Standing very tall

On your feather bed

You're falling apart

With your best clothes on

Listen to the music

You're in every song

Drifting through the night

Whatever you're thinking of me

You're probably right

Give me one song

So small

Surely only you can see

Whoever you're waking up with now

You still want me

And are you trying to dance

Underneath the sea

Moving slowly

Coming up to pray

What in the world

Could make you really feel

You think it's made of plastic

I think it might be me

Really not to fight

Whatever you're thinking of me

You're probably right

Tell me one song

So small

Surely you can see

Whoever you're waking up with now

You still love me

And i felt so far

Across the stories I

Whatever you're thinking of me

You're probably right