(Benny Andersson / Björn Ulvaeus)      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 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 ten   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.