Leaving Monday

would you care to dance with me
i'm leaving monday
if you were to glance at me
i've need something so long
so long
would you take a spot of tea
i'll bake my spice cake
if you ever thought of me
i've lived with my mistakes
for so long

but i
i know come monday
we may never
meet again
how i hoped for one day
to be leaving with your hand
i owe my conscience
a little beating when we land
'cause i never wanted
something fleeting
but here i am

if you were to dance with me
it's nice to close in
given just a chance see
the price i've chosen so long
so long
would you like a sunday brunch
i'm leaving monday
would you like to chase the punch
that we'd be something someday
someday

and i never wanted
something fleeting
but here i am
i owe my conscience
a little beating when we land
i, i hoped for one day
to be leaving with your hand

but i
i know come monday
we may never
never meet again
i would like to dance with you