Yazoo Tuesday Lyrics

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
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 thirth,
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
Mothers have their
ways and uses
Driving slower she was losing
Dream was stirring only
dozing
Eyelids awaken to the daytime
Just an illusion broken
sunshine
Woman of thirty there's no choice
I can't help your helpless
voice