Вершы: Foreigner. Records. Long, Long Way From Home.

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It was a monday
A day like any other day
I left a small town
For the apple in decay

It was my destiny
It?s what we needed to do
They were telling me
I?m telling you

I was inside looking outside
The millions of faces
But still I?m alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
Paying a penance
I was longing for home

I?m looking out for the two of us
I hope we?ll be here when they?re through with us

I was inside looking outside
Oh the millions of faces
But still I?m alone
Waiting, hours of waiting
I could feel the tension
I was longing for home

I?m looking out for the two of us
And I hope we?ll be here when they?re through with us
I?m coming home

Monday, sad, sad monday
She?s waiting for me
But I?m a long, long way from home

Sad, sad monday
She?s waiting for me
But I?m a long, long way from home

Sad, sad monday
Oh she?s waiting for me
But I?m a long, long way from home