It's monday morning She is sitting and watching The people pass her by There's no way you could miss her She looks lonely I wonder why The dress is made by Gucci, The Prada, Dior and jewelry shine a mile Diamonds may be your best Friend; but they won't light up your life
Does it really make you happy or is it only temporary Tell me how long can you Hide behind your masquerade I know reality can be so scary
How long can you carry on How long til you right the wrong How long til the clouds are gone You will realise that there's an answer Waiting for you
It's truly tragic every night is the same When she sits in her home, alone She's the sole survivor all her friends Have been and gone Her empty chairs are standing silent Only sadness fills the void Now she has become an island And her eyes can see no joy
What will it take to make you happy When will you find your sanctuary How long can you hide behind your masquerade I know reality can be so scary
How long can you carry on How long til you right the wrong How long til the clouds are gone You will realise that there's an answer Waiting for you