Julian Dawson - She screams at him in silence
Some fantasies it's not easy to share
He thinks as he steps in the shower
And washing her perfume from out of his hair
He sees that he's only an hour
A parting kiss a stolen thrill
Just time to settle up the bill
If he can't buy an alibi at least he'll take some flowers
Then home to the humdrum he slips in the door
And pours out his usual drink
A married man's quarters don't suit anymore
His better half stands by the sink
Elbow deep in dirty water
Washing socks for Daddy's daughter
While in her dreams a prince arrives
And smothers her in mink
And she screams at him in silence
And never says a word
Transmits her hate at frequencies
Only bats have ever heard
She's never been fooled by the love in his eyes
That's a part that he's too often played
And hours of stories and acres of lies
Won't heal up the cut that he's made
She often considered the trip back to mother
She sits in the kitchen with her liquid lover
Then worse for wear she climbs the stair
And wonders why she stays
Chorus
A month of tears for an hour of passion
And romance is ruled by the bell
He even feels guilty after a fashion
But too weak to counter the spell
A shadow slips in from a shadow
A wife arrives and leaves a widow
And a man was found with his trousers down
On the floor of a cheap motel