Текст: Roxette. Better Off on Her Own.

My girl came home to me
Just the other day acting okay
I was reading alone
In my favorite room the TV was on

May I be excused
For not telling the truth?

'Cause she's gone
She said she's better off on her own
She turned her head
Much better off on her own

My girl knocked on the door
To the place I usually refer to as home
I died surely some tide
She looked in my eyes
Small and surprised

And God closed every gate
The moon fell into the lake

Boy, she's gone adrift
She's better off on her own
She closed and she left
Much better off on her own

Sitting naked by the window sill
Watching cars upon the hill
Am I sleeping, I was dreaming
For just a moment time stood still, hey

Better off on her own
Better off on her own

Now she's gone
(Better off on her own)
She said
(She's better off on her own)
She's better off on her own

She turned
(Better off on her own)
Her head
(She's better off on her own)
Much better off on her own

She's gone
(Better off on her own)
She sighed
(She's better off on her own)
She's better off on her own

The tears
(Better off on her own)
I cried
(She's better off on her own)
Much better off on her own

My girl came home to me
Just the other day