and still he lies awake at night

restless while every silence screams

and still she sleep turned to the wall

he fears the onslaught of his dream



touches her back but she doesn't stir

then round her hand his finger close

feeling the ring that cost more than the car

all of those questions that never arose



and still she lies awake at night

silently stares at the bedroom wall

feeling his hand dare to touch her back

it's been a month since ha started to paint the hall



and brightly burns the landing light

the baby's screaming down the hall

she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears

she's had up to here because it's not his baby after all