It's Monday morning   The snow is still falling   No hope for spring today   We sit over coffee   When you say you don't know me   No more after all these years      Maybe it's true   I've been hiding from you   I've been running   Cause something in me    Tells me to keep    My own way      The devil is calling   I've got to get going   No smile on your pretty face   When I get back in the evening   You say that you've missed me   That lately I seem so strange      And maybe it's true.etc      Oh,oh, - my own way      Life's getting shorter   No sweet ever - after   The weather's suddenly changed   There are storms and lightening   The damage is frightening    so we look for a fire escape      And maybe it's true   I've been hiding from you   I've been running   But something inside   Tells me we'll find   Our own way.