Wedn'sday morning at five o'clock As the day begins Silently closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that She hoped would say more She goes down The stairs to the kitchen Clutching her handkerchief Quietly turning the backdoor key Stepping outside she is free.
She (we gave her most of our lives) Is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives) Home (we gave her ev'rything Money could buy; bye bye) Something inside that way always denied For so many years She's leaving home; bye bye.
Father snores as his wife Gets info her dressing gown Picks up the letter that's lying there Standing Alone at the top of the stairs She breaks down and cries to her husband "daddy, our baby is gone" Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly How Could she do this to me?. She (we never thought of ourselves) Is leaving (never a thought of ourselves) Home (we struggled all our lives to get by; bye bye) Something inside that was Always denied for so many years She's Leaving home; bye, bye.
Friday morning at Nine clock she is far away Waiting to keep the appointment she made Meeting a man from the motor trade. She (what did we do that was wrong) Is having (we didn't know it was wrong) Fun (fun is the one thing That money can't buy; bye bye) Something inside that was always Denied for so many years She's leaving home; bye, byeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
