You're Leaving Home Lyrics

You wait until the night has fallen like a blanket all around

You wait until you hear him breathing, sleeping sound

When you're absolutely certain that he can't hear for sure

Then you gently put one foot onto the floor

As if you're turning over, while you listen to him snore

You're out of bed, you grab your glasses and tiptoe to the door

This moment you've been planning so meticulously

In 30 seconds, you'll be dressed – 30 more you will be free

Your suitcase packed and hidden, now you take it carefully

And you won't write a letter cos it's obvious to see

You're leaving home, you don't love him anymore

That, you tell yourself, is that

As you walk out your own front door

In the street the silence hits you but you know what to do

There's a light on in the porch at number 22

Your neighbour Jo, she's got the car and she's expecting you

Without a word, you both climb in and glide slowly out of view

This moment you've rehearsed it so carefully

No more old excuses, no more covering up the bruises

No more everyday abuses, no more complicated lies

Your suitcase packed and hidden, now you take it carefully

And you won't write a letter cos it's obvious for anyone to see

You're leaving home, you don't love him anymore

You wonder if you ever did

As you walk out your own front door

You're leaving home, number 37 Wisteria Drive

Just one battered suitcase in your hand

But you're glad to be alive