we said a million times we'd change
can't bring myself to say those words again
a piper never changes tune
you can't grow apples on the moon
the hurtful things we say still penetrate
and whispered sorrys always come too late
then the damage has been done
what are we going to tell our son?
i want to spare his broken heart
break it gently that we'll live apart
don't know the proper words to say
he won't be seeing daddy every day
those weekly outings never work
you know
buying gifts and candy
picture shows
they can't replace the man around
your voice
your touch
your manly sound
i guess the trouble is i love you still
and if it comes to that
i always will
no
please don't cry
it's just too late
now hurry on
she's waiting at the gate