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