Nine o’clock, on a Saturday night
No one else is home
And the lights are off
You’re drunk again
And you stumble in
To the family room
Ah the family room
You look up
At the picture on the wall you see d-addy his wife and his little girl
When are you gonna real-ize
You’re not that girl
You’re no longer his little daddy’s girl
~Chorus~
You need to fl-y
Spread your wings keep flying higher
You don’t need to cr-y
The time for tears has passed you by
Has passed you b-y
You know you want to be a painter
He’s got you working nine to five at Micky Dees
He says you gotta be more realistic
Don’t you know that dreams, are only dr-eams
But he says that he knows what’s best for you but
He doesn’t know you at a-ll, no
He says he says he says he says all kinds of things now
He says he’ll be there when you fall
~Chorus~
Has passed you b-y, b-y
(Na-na na na na na n-a, no)
Has passed you b-y
(Na-na na na na na n-a)
Dear God, help me out now
Oh Lord save my soul
And you’ll pray
Dear God, I’m all alone n-ow
But I don’t want to be alone, anym-ore
(Fl-y)
Spread your w-ings, no
I don’t want to be alone anym-ore, n-o
Ooo, a-ah
You need to get out, from under his wings
Or you’re never going to learn to use your own, no
You need to stop listening to everything
Or you’re never going to make it al-one
