| The morning finds her rising |
| From another sleepless night |
| She's so tired of trying |
| And she's all out of fight |
| She sits down with her coffee |
| Thinks it over just once more |
| Once she thought she could change things |
| But she won't try anymore |
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| She's leaving, leaving |
| How was I supposed to know? |
| She's leaving, leaving |
| I never thought she'd really go |
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| Her bags are packed and waiting |
| And the taxi's on its way |
| I searched my mind for one last word |
| Oh, but I know it's much too late |
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| She's leaving, leaving |
| I never thought she'd really go |
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| If only I'd been watching |
| I might've seen the signs |
| I know now that all along |
| The truth was in her eyes |
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| She's leaving, leaving |
| I never thought she'd really go |
| Oh no |
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