Shelly's at the kitchen table,

cup of coffee the morning paper

When he walks in she's so surprised

to see the tears in his eyes

He says, "I love you, I'm so sorry,

but bigger dreams are waiting for me

But I can't do this anymore

Pay the bills, watch TV, day

in, day out the same routine

Mow the grass, fi the

leak, just to fi it again

We go to church, go to work, so

picture perfect that it hurts

I feel like I'm trapped

inside this ordinary life"

Shelly's at the kitchen table,

crayons, construction paper

"Hey Mom, look what I drew,

it's a picture of me and you"

And later when he says his prayers,

she runs her fingers through his hair

So thankful for every day

They pay their bills, watch TV, day

in, day out, it's all they need

Mow the grass, fi the

leak, just to fi it again

They go to church, go to school,

everyday it's something new

Precious are the days as they

go by in their ordinary life

Phone rings, he's

calling from the airport

It's midnight, he's all alone again

He says, "I can't believe

how much I've missed

And what I wouldn't give

To pay the bills, watch TV, day

in, day out the same routine

Mow the grass, fi the

leak, just to fi it again

Go to church, go to work, I

can't tell you how this hurts

I miss my son, I miss my

wife and my ordinary life"