The Leaving Lyrics

she slipped out from under neath his arm
crawled across the floor
pulled down the shade and
blew out the candle
shut the door
to the other room
the floor was cold in the hall
and the light in the north room fell soft
and without direction
so it was really hard to tell
wether it was dusk or
wether it was dawn
she said to herself
i used to wake up in the morning and the day was mine then
i used to wake up in the morning and the day was ours
now i wake up in the morning and the day belongs to you
now i'm not a phone booth at a truckstop on the turnpike
and i don't know how i feel
i cannot see your face
and i do not know what's real
nothing was really said after that
no goodbyes
she grabbed up a few things she needed
her heart her soul and the keys to the car and she left
it was a grey day
she drove a while until she came to a place
where she could stay and feel safe
she took a room at a motel and
put away her things and sat quietly on the bed
it was three o'clock in the afternoon and
she sang a sad song in her head
she took off all of her clothes and tried to fall asleep
tossing and turning she fell into a dream
once again she was driving down the highway
listening to the radio
there were people standing and waving
along the side of the road
there was no place in particular
she felt she had to go
then the straight lines turned to circles
and then into a kaleidescope
then in a half sleep she controlled the dream
and she thought to herself
it's hard to see the future
looking backwards through
a telescope