she wakes me every morning with a touch of her hand and her soft voice says good morning
dear. Lips like red roses whisper my name and I drill to her presence so near.
Eyes black as midnight, a purplish gleam and a luster that glows.
Oh, from her cheeks, my tears they almost show, but she must never know that I know that she cheats on me.
She stands at the doorway and smiles up at me and then she says,
Darling, have a good day.
A sweet kind of sadness swells up in my heart as I look down at her angry face.
She's hiding a secret that I can't help but keep.
To lose her, I couldn't conceive.
So I just let it go, so she will never know that I know that she cheats on me.
I come home in the evening, she meets me at the door.
Her smile melts my anger away.
A warm cup of coffee, my slippers by the chair, is the end of another long day.
I can't fight this feeling that I have for my wife.
Such beauty to lie and deceive.
So I just let it go, so she will never know that I know that she cheats on me.
I can't fight this feeling that I have for my wife.

So I just let it go, so she will never know that I know that she cheats on me.
I come home in the evening, she meets me at the door.
She stands at the doorway and smiles up at me and then she says,
Darling, have a good day.
Darling, have a good day.