Her

He's a child at heart
He's a dad at home
He's a man at work
But when he's alone

He'll paint his lips
A ruby red
And he'll stay out late
And be her instead

Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her

He always felt
He just blended in
In his suit and tie
But when she walks in

The room lights up
They want to kiss her hand
They'll treat her like
No other man

Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her

At dawn's first light
He will come back home
Crawling into bed
Hoping she won't know

The beauty of his
Second life
Is hidden from
His loving wife

Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her

Would they understand
Would they take her hand
And love her too
Could they let her in
Or would they just see him
And wish they never knew

He's a child at heart
He's a dad at home
He's a man at work
But when he's alone

He'll paint his lips
A ruby red
And he'll stay out late
And be her instead

Her, her, her, her
Her, her, her, her