It's four in the morning

Her husband's still snoring

She takes one long last look

And she walks away

No words, mm-mm

There's nothing left to say

She takes nothing with her

That belongs to her mister

She would not have it any other way

No thoughts, no blame

It's just time to end this charade

She sees the horizon

She sees it arising

She knows she is walking to a brand-new day

With dreams so big

That it takes your breath away

She thinks of her mother

And how much she loves her

She thinks of her father

And she starts to cry

Tears of joy for a lullaby gone by

I'll pick up the pieces

I'll smooth out the creases

I'll find my way one gentle step at a time

You'll never know, you'll never guess

Just what I might find

She's feeling much lighter

Her spirit's on fire

And thanks to the love and the healing inside her

She only knows that she is on

One hell of a ride

Temperature's rising (rising)

She sees the horizon (rising)

She knows she's breathing in a brand-new day

She grabs her ukulele, and she starts to play, yeah

Rising

Rising

Rising

Sometimes dreams really do come true