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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Instrument
Yazoo
Yazoo
Vocals
Alison Moyet
Alison Moyet
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vince Clarke
Vince Clarke
Producer
Yazoo
Yazoo
Producer
Dave Loudoun
Dave Loudoun
Mixing Engineer
Alison Moyet
Alison Moyet
Producer
Simon Heyworth
Simon Heyworth
Mastering Engineer
Martin Hildred
Martin Hildred
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Woman of thirty seeing the sun
Packed up her suitcase started to run
Looking for someone looking for none
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away
It was her birthday Tuesday morning
Realisation gradually dawning
A man in a grey suit whispered 'I'm calling'
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away
Woman of thirty, husband and kids
Chained like a dog she had to rid
No point in coping off came the lid
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away
Three thousand miles of honesty dreaming
Perfect imagery is gleaming
No more shattered clouds were deeming
Pack up and drive away, away
Pack up and drive away
In her heart it wasn't easy
Mumbled words and feeling dizzy
Reasons fight against excuses
Mothers have their ways and duties
Driving slowly she was losing
Dream was stirring only dozing
Eyelids waken to the daytime
Just an illusion broken sunshine
Woman of thirty there's no choice
I can't hear your helpless voice
Written by: Vince Clarke
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