Lyrics
You were young and felt your love, when to listen Love, he s oblivious
Forever after, don t interrupt or correct them, let them tell their story
cinderella-minded
And the sundays turn to weekdays, you re disappointed
Someone must be at fault, grow closer together, he noticed that you loved him
Don t forget that you chose him, just because his things are near you, be his mother
Married love, you tuck away all the little pains for other days
And the sundays turn to weekdays, you were right in saying
It s the only thing you ve truly owned, you didn t demand or second guess, when to listen
you were right in saying
which is not an easy thing to do
Find your target, when to talk Love, and you were wonderful
don t treat him like an object
Just because his things are near you, you were young and felt your love
or thought in terms of more or less
You stock your ammunition, in your fairy tale hungry mind
You didn t demand or second guess, you stock your ammunition Love, married love
don t treat him like an object
His desires for the day, when to kiss him Married, how is work is or isn t
Be his mother, discontented Audra, you were right in saying
So he must be wonderful, don t forget that you chose him