When they met they were but children, they didn't what to do
And now they're older, and they look at each other wondering who is who
All the years have left them lonely, now gone from six to two
Wondering around four empty bedrooms, hoping that they will visit them soon
All there dreams they prayed and hoped for, but reality has left them blue
All their managers have said their goodbyes; no more work - no six till two
At night when they lay there sleeping, dreaming of a world brand new
He reaches out to touch his old wife, but she is cold, her skin is blue
He tells his children be careful what you pray for, the clock never stops for you
Just take your time and breathe in every moment, your existence is not a tattoo
And every day he ignores his own advice and prays for a life he once knew
To tell his lady that she made him the whole man, and from there from life he withdrew