In the morning she's at work, late in the evening she's back,
Somehow taking care of the kids as well.
She's lucky to even have this job
And besides, she's never complained about it.
Under orders and underpaid,
She has lived for other people's dreams.
Is this supposed to be everything?
From here to eternity
Though this can't be all there was to it -
Just look how other people live
To see how other people live
She leaves the house, no one notices her anymore
Invisible - she's disregarded
She's no longer asked for her opinion.
Therefore no one has to understand her too.
Just a sign, a friendly word,
Though there's no time left for this.
Is this supposed to be everything?
From here to eternity
Though this can't be all there was to it -
Just look how other people live
To see how other people live