Every Monday. Елена Садко

Every Monday Every Mondays my birthday Come to my room Please dont be late Bring me flowers, Bring me some spice Anything to make me feel have a life. Every Mondays my birthday Grey rain is my champagne We are both beyond love now So lets celebrate. On Monday Its my birthday Will I wait in vain For the release of your presence I need no explain. Every Mondays my birthday Just bring yourself. Ill be there in my room A thousand ghosts will greet you. Every Mondays my birthday Come to my room. Please dont be late. Bring me some flowers Bring me some advice Anything to make me feel have a life. Bring me streets, Bring me New York, Bring me oceans of silver, Bring me fables of all, Bring me your everything, Bring me a secret untold, Bring me eyes of madness, Let your desires unfold, Bring me yours whatever