My girl came home to me
just the other day, acting OK
I was reading alone
in my favourite room, the TV was on
may I be excused
for not telling the truth
´cos 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, shoelace untied
she looked in my eyes, small and surprised
and God closed every gaze
the moon fell into the lake
Boy, she´s gone, a drift
she´s better off on her own

She closed, then she left
much better off on her own

Sitting naked by the windowsill
watching cars upon the hill
am I sleeping?
I was dreaming
for just a moment time stood still
better off on her own
better off on her own
now she´s gone, she said
she´s better of on her own
she turned her head
much better off on her own
she´s gone, she sighed
she´s better of on her own
the tears I cried
much better off on her own
my girl came home to me just the other day