Wednesday morning at five o´clock as the day begins

Silently closing the 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´s free

She

We gave her most of our lives

Is leaving

Sacrified 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 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 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´s 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

She´s leaving home, bye, bye