She wakes me every morning With the touch of her hand. A soft voice says good morning dear. Lips like great roses whisper my name. As I thrill to her presence so near. She's hiding a secret that I help her keep. To lose her I couldn't conceive. My tears are almost show but she must never know, That I know she Cheats on me. I come Home in the evening she meets me at the door. Her smile melts my anger away. A warm cup of coffee My slippers by the chair. It's the end of another long day. I can't fight the feeling I have for my wife. Such beauty to lie and decieve I can't let her go so she must never know, That I know she sheats on me.