Trying to press, what you might be feeling,
Why suppress what you might be needing.

You missed the moon on Monday morning,
you were lying in your sin.
You missed the moon on Monday morning,
because you don't mean anything to anyone, anymore.

Why confess, well you wouldn't need to,
because on your desk, theres more to be seen to.

By the time just keep on ticking,
until I get my sweet release.
By the time just keep on winding,
until this cold-stop has ceased,
and everyone can see the sun.

I've send underwater, slept with your daughter,
she told me what your rule book read.
I've been to the slaughter, slept with your daughter,
so won't you let me have my head,
and then I can see the sun.

You missed the moon on Monday morning,
you were lying in your sin.
You missed the moon on Monday morning,
because you don't mean anything to anyone, anymore.

By the time just keep on ticking,
until I get my sweet release.
And down this road I'll keep on winding,
until this cold-stop has ceased,
and everyone can see the sun.

Everyone can see the sun,
Everyone can see the sun,
Everyone can see the sun.

I've send underwater, slept with your daughter,
she told me what your rule book read.
I've been to the slaughter, slept with your daughter,
so won't you let me have my head,
and then I can see the sun.