Lyrics: Tamas Wells
Music: Tamas Wells/Nathan Collins
You know I can see
Something's wrong from the things that you will wear
The sound of your voice
The way you smooth the creases in your dress
And the Sunday that you came round
You had a tangle in your hair
And the Monday you were paid out
We couldn't find you anywhere
And it's not right that you're alone, Madison.
And it's not right that you're alone, Madison.
The kids are alright
I saw them walking over to the park
I wonder what they
Make of all the changes to your plans
And the Sunday that you came round
You had a tangle in your hair
And the Monday you were paid out
We couldn't find you anywhere
And it's not right that you're alone, Madison.
And it's not right that you're alone, Madison.