I try to tell you everything
Well, I think you should know
One day she'll be leaving you
For a world of her own
Your world is like an empty room
With friends who come and go
One day she'll be leaving you
To a world of your own
Yes, I'm sure
Tomorrows tend to be too late
To change your ways
Yesterdays are easier to imitate
At last you'll have your chance to be alone
At least she's living in a world of her own
