Wednesday morning at five oclock as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes down the stairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside where shes free
 We gave her most of our lives
 Sacrificed most of our lives
 We gave her everything money could buy
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter thats lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband, Daddy, our babys gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me
 We never thought of ourselves
 Never a thought for ourselves
 We struggled hard all our lives to get by
Friday morning at nine oclock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
 What did we do that was wrong
 We didnt know it was wrong
 Fun is the one thing that money cant buy
Shes leaving home
Bye-bye