Talking to myself and feeling old <br />Sometimes I’d like to quit <br /> <br />Nothing ever seems to fit <br />Hangin’ around, nothing to do but frown <br /> <br />Rainy days and mondays always get me down <br />What I’ve got they used to call the blues <br /> <br />Nothing is really wrong <br />Feeling like I don’t belong <br /> <br />Walking around some kind of lonely clown <br />Rainy days and mondays always get me down <br /> <br />Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you <br />It’s nice to know somebody loves me <br /> <br />Funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do <br />To run and find the one who loves me <br /> <br />(*) what I feel is come and gone before <br />No need to talk it out <br /> <br />We know what it’s all about <br />Hanging around, nothing to do but frown <br /> <br />Rainy days and mondays always get me down <br />Funny but it seems that it’s the only thing to do <br />Run and find the one who loves me <br /> <br />Repeat (*) <br />Hangin around, nothing do to but frown <br />Rainy days and mondays always get me down<br /><br />steve ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-sung-by-the-carpenters/
