Never coming home (25 years)

Well it's five in the morning and the light's already broken

And the rainy streets are empty for nobody else has woken

Yet you turn towards the window as he sleeps beneath the covers

And you wonder what he's dreaming in his slumbers

There's a clock upon the table and it's burning up the hour

And you feel your life is shrinking like the petals of a flower

As you creep towards the closet you're so careful not to wake him

And you choose the cotton dress you bought last summer

Thеre's a time of indecision bеtween the bedroom and the door

But the part of you that knows that you can't take it anymore

There's the promise of the future in the creaking of the floor

And you're torn if you should leave him with a number

And in your imagination you're a thousand miles away

Because too many of his promises got broken on the way

So you write it in a letter all the things you couldn't say

And you tell him that you're never coming home

She starts running for the railway station praying that her calculation's right And there's a train just waiting there to get her to the city before night

A place to sleep a place to stay will get her through another day

She'll take a job she'll find a friend she'll make a life that's better

The passengers ignore her just a girl with an umbrella

And there's nothing they can do for her, there's nothing they can tell her

There's nothing they could ever say would change the way she feels today

She'd live the life she'd always dreamed if he had only let her

Now in her imagination she's a million miles away

When too many of his promises got broken on the way

So she wrote it in a letter all the things she couldn't say

And she told him she was never coming home

She told him she was never coming home

I wake up in an empty bed a road drill hammers in my head

I call her name there's no reply it's not like her to let me lie

It's time for work it's time to go but something's different I don't know

I need a cup of coffee I'll feel better

I stumble to the bathroom door, her make up bag is on the floor

It really is a mess this place it takes some time to shave my face

I'm not really thinking straight she never lets me sleep this late

I'm almost done and then I see the letter

In his imagination she's a universe away

Too many of his promises got broken on the way

So she wrote it in a letter all things she couldn't say

And she told him she was never coming home

She told him she was never coming home

She told him she was never coming home

I'm gonna live my life. And she told him she was never coming home

I'm gonna live my life in my own way