Far away and so long ago
I slipped into your dreams
Before the end of the show
Your refrain sounded so sweet and clear
But I'm not really here
It's just the afterglow
Nobody knows of the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows of my sorrow
Got the Sunday to Monday, Monday to Friday
Blues in the pouring rain
Emptiness is such a sad affair
But I don't really care
It's all just a memory to me now
You and I, is forever
Take memories are of never
In every rainfall of fondness
Nobody knows of the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows of my sorrow
Got the Sunday to Monday, Monday to Friday
Blues in the pouring rain
Oh Lord, nobody knows of the trouble I've seen
Nobody knows of my sorrow
Got the Sunday to Monday, Monday to Friday
Blues in the pouring rain