This Old Routine

So you come on home walk through the door

She's in the kitchen searching through the drawers

So you stop and watch her and ask what she's looking for

She says she's not sure

And it gets late and you turned off the lights

Her body's so close to you in the night

But you dare not touch her

And you don't wanna fight so you just say

Goodnight

This old routine will drive you mad

It's just a mumble never spoken out loud

And sometimes you don't even know why you loved her

Well you look at her now and you see why

And your youngest is out fighting a war

But he won't say what he's fighting for

If he's gone because of war for you

In which you rather be true

This old routine will drive you mad

It's just a mumble never spoken out loud

Sometimes you can't even recall the sound of his laughter

Oh well did you ever really know the sound

This old routine will drive you mad

It's just a mumble never spoken out loud

Sometimes you don't even know how you're still standing

Well she looks at you now and you see how

Well you look at her now and you know how