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 along (bye, bye)

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 along (bye, bye)

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 (bye, bye)

For so many years



She's leaving home

Bye, bye


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