I’m helping make a living,

I’m sharing the air I breathe,

I’m working till the daylight ends,

I’m happy as could be.

I’m coming home to comfort,

I’m caring for our home,

I’m playing the part I’ve always dreamed,

With the one I’ve come to know.

you get home with aches and pains, you worked all day your best,

your stomach empty,

but I’ve made plenty,

So you can eat and rest.

you sit on the bed, Still in your head,

Work is on your mind;

you turn on the light, you take a bite,

And finally the stress starts to end.

“This is just how I like it”,

you say as you finish your plate,

And long after you’ve gone to sleep,

Those words still resonate.

We built our life just how we like, I could do this till I die;

The simplest way,

To end the day,

The only way to get by.

In the morning when we wake, we drink the coffee strong and black,

I make it the way you want it to be, even though I don’t like it like that.

But I doctor mine up, with milk and creamer,

you like to make yours with the powdered kind, and much much sweeter.

We step on the porch, light a cigarette and smile,

Sit on the chairs, and talk for a while.

Sometimes it’ll be bright and sunny, but sometimes it will rain,

But we still sit with coffee and smokes because that’s how we start our day.

When it’s time to kiss goodbye, and off to work we go,

I’ll leave you with a little reminder, something you ought to know;

If there comes a day you want something new, don’t wake me from my dreaming;

Cause I will still be waiting here for you,

Like I do each morning as you’re leaving.