Woman of 30s seeing the sun Packed up her suitcase, started to run Looking for someone, looking for number 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 The family don't know, why I'm still here This is my reason for leaving Should she figure it out, should she consider Everybody's got a reason Everybody's got a reason Woman of 30, husband and kids Trained like a dog, she had to read No point in coping, I've claimed the lead Pack up and drive away, away Pack up and drive away 3,000 miles of honesty dreaming Perfect imagery is gleaming No more shattered clouds redeeming Pack up and drive away, away Pack up and drive away In her heart, it wasn't easy Mumbled words and feeling dizzy Reasons fought against excuses Mothers have their ways and uses Driving slowly, she was losing Dream was stirring, only dosing Eyelids wakened to the daytime Just an illusion, broken sunshine Woman of 30, there's no choice I can't hear your helpless voice *