Monday morning, comes a crawling in
From another weekend choked with cigarettes and sin
I´ve been busy, so much lately
That every time I get some time to spend
I end up drunk or sleeping in
And I miss you, you´re busy too
We call each other up, when we´re messed up
And say we´ll meet in the New Year
But it´s perfectly clear we´ll do no such thing
Come the spring

When the evening casts it´s shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah whatever else maybe I will not forget my friends

Friday evening, barely even begins
Before my phone begins to ring with people asking where I am
And I can´t suppress a smile, we talk a while
The chances are that I am far away and so I´m phased out of the plan
And that´s how I miss out, on another night
The kind of night where nothing really happens
Yeah but everything goes down
And at the end I´m just a promise to pick up the phone
When I´m in town

When the evening casts it´s shadows on the corners of my days
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
When my wandering meanderings have finally reached their end
Yeah whatever else maybe may my friends remember me