Abba - The Day Before You Came

Must have left my house at 8,
because I always do.
My train, I'm certain,
left the station just when it was due
I must have read the morning paper going into town,
and having gotten through the editorial,
no doubt I must have frowned.
I must have made my desk
around a quarter after nine,
with letters to be read,
and heaps of papers waiting to be signed.
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so,
The usual place, the usual bunch
And still on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have
rained the day before you came.

I must have lit my seventh cigarette at half past two,
and at the time I never even noticed I was blue.
I must have kept on dragging
through the business of the day,
without really knowing anything,
I hid a part of me away.
At five I must have left,
there's no exception to the rule,
a matter of routine,
I've done it ever since I finished school.
The train back home again,
undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then.
Oh yes, I'm sure my life was well within it's usual frame,
the day before you came.

Must have opened my front door
at eight o'clock or so.
and stopped along the way to
buy some Chinese food to go.
I'm sure I had my dinner
watching something on TV,
there's not, I think, a single episode
of Dallas that I didn't see.
I must have gone to bed
around a quarter after 10,
I need a lot of sleep,
and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style,
It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim,
the day before you came.
And turning out the light I must have yawned
and cuddled up for yet another night,
And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain
The day before you came