The voice of reason   Is rhyming with treason today   The laughing Devil   Is chasing the angels away      The dog is barking, the baby's crying   The rainy days are multiplying   She says, "It's time to make decisions"   Then turns on breakfast television      Life's a trial   But who did you leave behind   When a small slice of heaven's   All you could ever hope to find      The opera isn't over   Until the fat lady sings   Then she walks into town   And pawns her eternity ring      She's leaving home, a dream in her pocket   And a photograph in a silver locket   The party's over, she's not stopping   She's sick of lying, through with crying      Life's a trial   But who did you leave behind   When a small slice of heaven's   All you could ever hope to find      She's leaving home, a dream in her pockets   The photograph in a silver locket   The sky is open and clouds are fading   And that small slice of heaven's waiting      Life's a trial   But who did you leave behind   When a small slice of heaven's   All you could ever hope to find      Life's a trial   But who did you leave behind   When a small slice of heaven's   All you could ever hope to find