You just got back in the country,
So take an hour and come talk to me,
Let's go out and have coffee like old times.
Your eyes are tired and you're hurried,
You drink your latte and off you go,
Another night in your studio.
And you say that the family is fine,
You say that your wife doesn't mind
The cold in the covers when she goes to sleep.
"The kids seem to have their own lives,
Don't miss seeing me on the side lines,
I'm busy, but the family is fine."
I heard right after it happened,
The town is small and we all found out,
Divorce was final around Christmas time.
The holidays can be lonely,
I call you up to see how you've been.
Your voice is shaky on the other end.
But you say that you're doing just fine,
You say that you really don't mind
The cold in the covers when you go to sleep.
"The kids seem to have their own lives,
Don't miss seeing me on the side lines,
I'm busy, but the family is fine."
Well your wife had a different story,
She told me how it spiraled down.
She said you couldn't be a husband or a father
When you were never around.
"The children miss him badly, and I do too.
The bed is cold and lonely
"
All she wants is you, all they want is you.
So don't say that the family is fine,
Don't say that your wife doesn't mind
The cold in the covers when she goes to sleep.
The kids seem to have their own lives,
But they miss seeing you on the sidelines.
You're busy, but the family is fine.
You're so busy, and the family is "fine."