She wrote, "I feel just like that painting collecting dust on the wall

And every day you walk right by me and don't know I'm there at all

And I can't think of one single reason why I should be hanging around"

She signed it, "I hope that you'll miss me", and she drove herself out of town



Maybe he'll notice her now, maybe he'll open his eyes

Sometimes it takes somebody leaving for a man to realize

Maybe he'll tell her she's the only thing that he can't live without

Now that she's gone maybe he'll notice her now



When he came home late that evening, he called her name down the hall

He saw the outline of the painting that used to hang there on the wall

And in its place on the nail was a letter, he read it out loud to himself

And the loneliness began to take over and for once he knew just how she felt



Maybe he'll notice her now, maybe he'll open his eyes

Sometimes it takes somebody leaving for a man to realize

Maybe he'll tell her she's the only thing that he can't live without

Now that she's gone maybe he'll notice her now



He called her up, he said I have been such a fool

She said I will come back and boy I still love you



Maybe he'll notice her now, maybe he'll open his eyes

Sometimes it takes somebody leaving for a man to realize

Maybe he'll tell her she's the only thing that he can't live without

Now that she's gone maybe he'll notice her now



I'm coming home, maybe you'll notice me now