He's distant most of the time   He's busy too much on his mind   He rarely answers her back   She doesn't ask      He tiptoes in late at night   He changes without the light   He's been this way in the past   So she doesn't ask      She doesn't ask   If he's still working overtime   She doesn't ask   If he's coming or going   She's tired of the same old lines   She doesn't ask      She's loved him through all the years   Three children and two careers   She wonders if it will last   But she doesn't know      She doesn't ask   Why they're living such different lives   She doesn't ask   Why they sleep in the same bed   Always on separate sides   She doesn't ask      Will he cry when she is gone?   Will he stay lonely for long?   Does he know she won't be back?   She doesn't ask