| She packed her bags and dressed
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| Long before the sunrise
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| No one knew
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| She told them many times
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| About how she would teach them
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| And now it’s time
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| Standing quietly by the door
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| Her face is numb with fear
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| She stops and then goes on
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| «Leave forever — it’s now or never»
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| Quickly walking down the street
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| It’s cold and grey, dawn’s breaking
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| She don’t mind (she don’t mind)
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| Why she feels so grown up now
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| Her life is just beginning
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| She don’t know (she don’t know)
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| She’s standing in the pouring rain
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| Her make-up's running down
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| She wonders now she’s here
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| «Where will I go? |
| Who do I know?»
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| Now, now she’s not quite so sure
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| I may be wrong but home seems so much more friendly now
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| And they might worry but she doesn’t want them to
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| Cos causing pain, that’s not the thing that she set out to do
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| So she’s back in bed before
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| Anyone can miss her
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| She feels good (she feels good)
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| Knowing the chance was there
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| Deciding not to take it
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| That’s her choice (that's her choice)
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| She’s still awake, her mum comes in
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| «Me and dad, we’ve had a chat
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| And we’re sorry for the things we said
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| Please forgive us — you wouldn’t leave us?» |