Passing time in the afternoon
Cleaning the bathroom floor
Rearrange things in the dining room
Covers the chip on the kitchen door
The paperboy winks as he hands her a paper
Hes cheekier every day
She undoes her apron and sinks on the sofa
Throws all her household chores away
Shes in a fantasy
Its not so hard to see
That she is living a lie
Shell never be the same
She shuts her eyes again
Waves all her worries goodbye
Puts on her make-up
And smoothes down her dress
And finds the right words to say
Holds a remaining spark of beauty
Escape is only a romance away
Troubles come flooding back with her migraine
She trembles and shuts her eyes
Its a good thing that friends come in little bottles
Time to shake up and prepare for the lies
Shes in a fantasy
Its not so hard to see
That she is living a lie
Shell never be the same
She shuts her eyes again
Waves all her worries goodbye
Pushing the hair back from her face
Shaping her thoughts in the sky
Heaven is through her kitchen window
Pity its only a dream, she sighs
Imagines herself as Elizabeth Taylor
The paperboy cycles away
She turns on the stove
Soon her husband is home
Hello dear, its been such a long day
Shes in a fantasy
Its not so hard to see
That she is living a lie
Shell never be the same
She shuts her eyes again
Waves all her worries goodbye
Shes in a fantasy
Its not so hard to see
That she is living a lie
Shell never be the same
She shuts her eyes again
Waves all her worries goodbye