She sits alone in the kitchen With her memories without the gloves She thinks of all the better times she's had She was young, the days seemed short So much to do, so little time But now the days just seem to pass her by So she cries, she takes a pill And then another, calls her mother Mother, can you baby-sit tonight? But would she scream her husband doesn't care So many times she's wished she wasn't there In the morning, does the washing up The fish and chips the children left She scrapes away into the bin Four o'clock, the homeward schoolboys They scream and shout a life they rule She dreams of holidays and better things She wished that she was alone That she could have a life of her own So she sits alone in the park She wishes she could run away But deep inside she knows she never will She dreams of living in the country With a garden full of daffodil's For now, a box on the window sill She wished that she was alone That she could have a life of her own That she could have a life of her own