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 is leaving home
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 is leaving home
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 is having fun
Something inside that was always denied
For so many years
She's leaving home
Bye-bye ...