Love Is Getting Deeper 


We have no time for lover's games of hide-and-seek or cat-and-mouse  [bad word] home tired, you call me names, you work all week at keeping house 
I understand the [bad word] of what you do, but don't you think 
the office is the same for me? 
You ask me to unblock the sink.

Life is getting shorter 
Nickel dime and quarter 
Talk is getting cheaper 
Love is getting deeper 

I get to work under the sink, I bang my head, the spanner slips 
I cut my hand and wish I had a drink but curse instead the water drips 
You nag at me, I raise my voice, the baby's toys are on the floor 
You say be quiet, I have no choice; 
the slightest noise disturbs next door. 

Life is getting shorter 
Nickel dime and quarter 
Talk is getting cheaper 
Love is getting deeper 

The kettle boils, the baby cries, I pick him up, his little teeth [bad word] through 
I dry his eyes, you break a cup and underneath the kitchen light 
your pretty face is close to tears and so my heart goes out to you 
As we embrace, love reappears 
to play its part 

Life is getting shorter 
Nickel dime and quarter 
Talk is getting cheaper 
Love is getting deeper 

Life is getting shorter 
Nickel dime and quarter 
Talk is getting cheaper 
Love is getting deeper