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Thirty years today
She's been upon this Earth
And she can't help but wonder
What it's all been worth
She swears she loves those kids
And she doesn't mind the load
But there ain't much conversation
With a three-year-old

She's trapped inside these walls
A prisoner in this fine suburban home

So she dreams
She dreams
He'll come home from work
And carry her away
And he'll see
She needs
The man she's still in love with
When she dreams

And he's proud of his work
And the ladder that he's climbed
But from that high-rise office
He can't hear her cries
Ringing telephone
And decisions to be made
And even when he gets home
He's so far away

When he drifts off to sleep
She enters her world of make-believe

So she dreams
She dreams
He'll come home from work
And carry her away
And he'll see
She needs
The man she's still in love with
When she dreams

"She Dreams"
by Mark Chesnutt
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