At eight o'clock we said goodbye,
that's when I left her house for mine.
She said that she'd be staying in -
well she had to be at work by nine.
So I get home and have a bath,
and let an hour or two pass;
drifting in front of my TV,
when a film comes on
that she wants to see.

It's Monday Morning 5:19,
and I'm still wondering where she's been, cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine.
And now it's almost six am,
and I don't want to try again,
cause if she's still not back then
this must be the end.

At first I guess she's gone to get
herself a pack of cigarettes,
a pint of milk, food for the cat,
but it's midnight now
and she's still not back.

It's Monday Morning 5:19,
and I'm still wondering where she's been, cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine.
And now it's almost six am,
and I don't want to try again,
cause if she's still not back then heaven knows,
what then, is this the end?

At half past two I picture her
in the back of someone else's car -
he runs his fingers through her hair...
Oh you shouldn't let
him touch you there!

It's Monday Morning 5:19,
and I'm still wondering where she's been, cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine.
And now it's almost six am,
and I don't want to try again,
cause if she's still not back then heaven knows,
what then, is this the end?
Утро понедельника, 5:19
В восемь вечера мы попрощались,
И от ее дома я направился к своему.
Она сказала, что побудет дома -
Ей нужно на работу к девяти.
Я пришел домой, принял ванну
Провел час или два
Валяясь перед телевизором,
Когда начался фильм, который она хотела посмотреть.

И вот - утро понедельника, 5:19,
А я все еще не знаю, где она пропадала,
Потому что как не пытаюсь позвонить – натыкаюсь на автоответчик.
И вот уже почти 6 утра, и я не хочу звонить вновь,
Потому что раз она до сих пор не вернулась, это должно быть конец.

Сначала я думал, что она вышла за сигаретами,
Пинтой молока, едой для кошки,
Но