Texty: Van Morrison. Days Like This. Melancholia.

In the afternoon, baby in my room
When the lights are dim way beyond the hill
In the afternoon, baby in my room
When I'm really down get me off the ground

Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

In the morning time when I go outside
In the morning time it's like that all the while
In the afternoon when I'm in my room
Every single day, it won't go away

Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

And it's in my heart, when were apart
And it stops and starts and it's in my heart
Every single day it's always in my way
When I'm making hay, all I've got to say

Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

Well it's in my blood and it's in my veins
Here it comes again, when I'm in the rain
In the wind and rain, well the sun don't shine
Well it's always mine, all of the time

Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

And it's in my life and it's all the time
It doesn't go away when the church bells chime
In the evening time when I drink my wine
In the evening time when it's on my mind

Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

It's only melancholia
Oh melancholia
Oh melancholia
Oh melancholia
Oh melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia

They call it, call it melancholia
Call it melancholia
Call it melancholia
Call it melancholia

Call it melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia
Melancholia