Tuesday Lyrics

Woman of thirty seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away

It was her birthday Tuesday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'I'm calling'
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away

Woman of thirty, husband and kids
Chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away

Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is a gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away

In her heart it wasn't easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses (In her heart it wasn't easy)
Mothers have their ways and uses (Mumbled words and feeling dizzy)
Driving slower she was losing (Reasons fight against excuses)
Dream was stirring only dozing (Mothers have their ways and uses)
Eyelids awaken to the daytime (Driving slower she was losing)
Just an illusion broken sunshine (Dream was stirring only dozing)
Woman of thirty there's no choice
I can't hear your helpless voice