Maria Solheim - The Last Waltz lyrics

I cry while I leave the house Pictures are staring at me And they call me a trader I bend my head and I take my bags My mother an father are sleeping Next door, my sisters and brothers Would laugh at me if I told them The reason I have to escape like this All that I leave behind All the things I know I'll miss But this so very important to me But this so very important to me He has been waiting for me in the shadows I can see his face is relieved when I come He'd take my bags and he'd take my hand I'd turn my head and I'd look behind I know I will never go back