幸福のノクターン
My father sits at night with no lights on
His cigarette glows in the dark.
The living room is still
I walk by, no remark.
I tiptoe past the master bedroom where
My mother reads her magazines.
I hear her call sweet dreams.
But I forget how to dream.
But you say it's time we moved in together
And raised a family of our own, you and me--
Well, that's the way I've always
heard it should be
You want to marry me, we'll marry
.
My friends from college they're all married now
They have their houses and their lawns.
They have their silent noons.
Tearful nights, angry dawns.
Their children hate them for the things they're not
They hate themselves for what they are--
And yet they drink, they laugh,
Close the wound, hide the scar.
But you say it's time we moved in together
And raised a family of our own, you and me--
Well, that's the way I've always
heard it should be
You want to marry me, we'll marry.