The public sees a perfect scene
A loving husband, a wife serene.
But hidden deep, behind the smiles,
This couple’s love has traveled miles.

Husband:

The night flew fast, it's Monday again,
Another day of work begins.
The comfort I live is not yet earned
Each day, a journey, each coin hard-won.
My wife, my twins, I provide for them,
So they can live in wealth, not famine.
My goals are high, my dreams the key
Director’s chair, my destiny.
And my wife? I know she'll understand
Money’s her love, it’s all she demands.

Engines roar, I’m on my way,
She’ll wake to an empty bed today.
But I left a note, it’s by her side:
“Holiday or not, work calls. Don’t cry
I’ll be back by noon, you’ll see,
Kiss the twins, and think of me.”

Wife:

Same old routine, I’m not surprised,
But oh, it cuts me deep inside.
I love my husband, yes, it's true,
But he thinks his only duty’s to provide, to pursue.
This...