"Always Waiting"

In the crowded bar
the married man dreams
of wine and song,

with single girls
young and gay
to bed today.

His wife always waiting
there at home for him
to ask, why not me?

to visit a cocktail bar
with legs long and bare
to cure my loneliness,

with a man who cares
and winks with an eye
for me to come with him,

to a single bed upstairs
with a radio and a love song
to forget about you there.

Her husband now at home
waiting for supper in the den
his wife not coming home,

to clean and wash the dishes
or dress the children for school
who now stay at home to play,

those silly love games on TV
where moms and dads look sad
without a kiss to love each other,

there in yesterdays wondrous dreams
now long forgotten in the sin of man
who turns away from his marriage vows.