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