Everything´s neat and compact
There´s not much to shout about
But winter is breaking inside of me
Now life is so incomplete
But you´re one of the boys again

But is that all you want to be?
Now that you feel the weather
Was it all in vain?
Now that we´re together
We seem so alien
Slowly descend from heaven
Anyway we turn we win
But how can you always be so sure?
Night porters sleep on weekdays
Living a lifetime too
Walking away without a cure
The noise on the stairs disturbs me
Somebody walks my way
But can you rely on everything I feel?
Driving through endless buildings
The desert is so serene
But Mondays were never really my ideal