I must have left my house at eight because I always do my train
(I'm certain left the station just when it was due)
I must have read the morningpaper, 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 paper waiting to be signed)
I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so the usual place, the usual place
But still on top of this I'm pretty sure it must have rained 
The day before you came
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 
(And 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 frame 
The day before you came

The day before you came
The day before you came...