(Powderfinger/Fanning). you've been working all you life. all weekends and overtime. while your trying to unwind. you can't relate to the leisured life.
She waits down the hall. But Daddy don't bring her out. She cries, she cries, she dies. A little each day, yeah, yeah. . Now she's opened her eyes. And there she don't know why, she's been taken.
I will not leave a letter, nothing at all. I'm sure you won't notice that I'm even gone. I won't break this silence we've shared for so long. I will be strong.