She is waiting for dawn, When the dewdrops will sit On every blade of grass and the sky will be lit, With just enough light To see but not be seen, as she dissapears softly Just like a waking dream. She clutches her bag, Her hands start to shake. As the panic rises her will starts to break. Just a few minutes more, Another cup of tea Then she'll leave this sad life And finally be free. She stands at the door Breathing in the fresh air She know deep down Its the last chance if she dares. No more telling lies, No more scared for her life, No more breaks and bruises No more being his wife. Her blood on his hands Too many times Too many times He has broken her down. Tears on her face As she runs faster, Her heart thumping As she leaves this place.