Tytuł: Tuesday

• Wykonawca: Yaz
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woman of thiry seeing the sun
  packed up her suitcase started to run
  looking for someone looking for none
  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
  
  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
  
  three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
  perfect imagery is a gleaming
  no more shattered clouds were deeming
  pack up and drive away
  
  in her heart it wasn't easy
  mumbled words and feeling dizzy
  reasons fight against excuses driving slower she was losing
  dream was stirring only dozing
  eyelids awaken to the daydream
  just an illusion broken sunshine
  woman of thirty there's no choice
  i can't help our helpless voice