Monday morning, 24th of November
Knees were shaking as far as I could remember
Bearing no thoughts, haunted by a dream
Preparing for judgment day, It may be just what it seems

And there you were as pretty as could be
It felt so strange when you looked back at me
Something just wasn't right, was it going my way?
Will it be just fine? Will it be the price I have to pay

I used to be the master of surprises
Used to do it for free
As I planning my disguises
The surprise was on me

I just couldn't help the tears from falling
When I held you in my arms
It's the end of my song for y