The Leaving (so Long)

I'll walk away from my town

See which way the wind blows my future, oh

Find what's before me

There must be something better

Must be something more than I've had so far

Something new, something good

Something worth being put here for

So long, so long, so long

Move into the city

Find myself a job with a purpose, oh

I'll work for a reason

And hope that reject turns to warm self-respect

And I'll start to live

Live the life that I thought would be mine

From the day I was born

So long, so long, so long

Find myself a partner

Turn my partner into a family, oh

We'll grow old together

Then I'll know that it can be

All that it should be and then

And only then I'll know that I've had

What by rights is mine

So long, so long, so long