Wednesday morning at five oclock as the day begings Quietly closing her bedroom door Leaving the note that she hoped would say more She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchief Silently turing the backdoor key Stepping outside she is free. She (we gave her most of our lives) Sacraficed most of our lives We gave her everything money could buy Shes leaving home after living alone For so many years Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown Picks up the letter thats lying there Standing alone at the top of the stairs She breaks down and cries to her husband Daddy our babys gone. Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly How could she do this to me. Never a thought for ourselves We struggled hard all our lives to get by Shes leaving home after living alone For so many years Friday morning at nine oclock 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 didnt know it was wrong Fun fun is the one thing that money cant buy Something inside that was always denied For so many years Shes leaving home bye bye