Verse
 There's a woman standing alone in the hall.
 Waiting for someone to call,
 a simple call to say: "Hello".
 There's a stranger, asking me what time it is.
 Maybe he knows what I miss tonight.
  [bad word]  circumstance,
 where I wouldn't stand a chance.
 hotel full of strangers and me.
 I said: "Good-bye, but let me tell you why.
 I make my own decision,
 don't need any permission.
 Room seven-o-three, that's me".
 
Verse
 Close the window and as I look in the night.
 It tells me you can't stay inside,
 forever...
 Lost a fortune, lost all I had in one day.
 There was no reason to stay, 
oh no...