[Verse 1]
Slowly runs the lazy river
And in it I pitched all my dreams
And all the things I ever wanted
And watched them heading slowly downstream
For I have learned that such things fade
Like photographs and family holidays
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday

[Verse 2]
I guess you'd like me to throw away
That box of diaries and old letters
For they do nothing but feed my memories
But really you should know me better
For I am too fond of the past
But I think I am learning at last
That every Monday is goodbye Sunday
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday

[Bridge]
Yes it's true that I cling to things
That I should leave behind
As if those were the golden days
Well, I just hope that you really don't mind

[Verse 3]
Slowly runs the lazy river
For I am too fond of the past
But look I'm happy at last
And every Monday is goodbye Sunday
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
[Outro]
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
(Slowly runs the lazy river)
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
(And in it I pitched all my dreams)
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
(Slowly runs the lazy river)
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
(And in it I pitched all my dreams)
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday
Every Monday is goodbye Sunday