wednesday 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 downstairs 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 everything money could buy she's leaving home after living alone for so many years
father snores as his wife gets into 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's 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 for ourselves home we struggled hard all our lives to get by she's leaving home after living alone for so many years
friday morning at nine o'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 something inside that was always denied for so many years