Must have left my house at eight, because I always do
My train, I´m certain, left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town
And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have frowned
I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine
With letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this I´m pretty sure it must have rained
The day before you came

I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two
And at the time I never even noticed I was blue
I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day
Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away
At five I must have left, there´s no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I´ve done it ever since I finished school
The train back home again
Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then
Oh yes, I´m sure my life was well within it´s usual frame
The day before you came

Must have opened my front door at eight o´clock or so
And stopped along the way to buy some Chinese food to go
I´m sure I had my dinner watching something on TV
There´s not, I think, a single episode of Dallas that I didn´t see
I must have gone to bed around a quarter after ten
I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It´s funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came

And turning out the light
I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night
And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came