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When it rains on mondays it reminds me
Of when you left again without packing your things
My tears fall in harmony
With the raindrops on my windshield
Sooner or later the sun will come out
But as long as you're not here
There will be a cloud hanging over me
Fall reminds me of you and the way life used to be
New leaves spark up old memories
This year I stand alone in the middle of the street
As God paints the neighborhood orange & red
The colors aren't as bright as last year
It's not the same without you next to me