Holiday Ends
It's time to get back to the old days,
Spending the time at work the whole day.
Why does it feel heavy inside,
Behind my eyes the tear drops hide.
The railways will guide me home,
I will be again left alone.
It's the end of my holiday,
Time to work from monday to friday
© dipayansingha...
Spending the time at work the whole day.
Why does it feel heavy inside,
Behind my eyes the tear drops hide.
The railways will guide me home,
I will be again left alone.
It's the end of my holiday,
Time to work from monday to friday
© dipayansingha...