Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
Quietly turning the backdoor key
Stepping outside she is free
We gave her everything money could buy
Picks up the letter that´s lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
How could she do this to me?
We never thought of ourselves
Never a thought of ourselves
What did we do that was wrong?
We didn´t know it was wrong
Fun is the one thing that money can´t buy
She´s leaving home, bye, bye