Hurting

He never even noticed times were changing
I guess he thought they never really would
He wanders round the empty house despairing
And wants to make things better if he could
They went to church every single Sunday
To praise the Lord and give their ten percent
He wonders if she knows how he's so lonely
And feeling so betrayed that she went.

A mile or two away she's with her lover
And glad for some attention for a time
It's not as if she's getting any younger
But he talks to her and she feels in her prime
They're making love but still her thoughts are drifting
Back to a time when it was all pretend
She wonders if he knows and if he's hurting
That she's lying in the arms of his best friend

Early hours and still he's up and thinking
About another time when he was young and keen
His wife has gone and he feels like he is sinking
They'd married at a rather young nineteen
She pulls her robe around a little tighter
And watches as the sun breaks in the sky
She thinks about a future that was brighter
And cries inside and feels that she could die.