(Nancy Lee Baxter) He's distant most of the time He's busy too much on his mind He rarely answers her back She doesn't ask He tiptoes in late at night He changes without the light He's been this way in the past So she doesn't ask She doesn't ask If he's still working overtime She doesn't ask If he's coming or going She's tired of the same old lines She doesn't ask She's loved him Through all the years Three children and two careers She wonders if it will last But she doesn't know She doesn't ask Why they're living such different lives She doesn't ask Why they sleep in the same bed Always on separate sides She doesn't ask Will he cry when she is gone Will he stay lonely for long Does he know she won't be back She doesn't ask
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