His cigarette glows in the dark.
 The living room is still;
 I walk by, no remark.
 I tiptoe past the master bedroom where
 My mother reads her magazines.
 I hear her call sweet dreams,
 But I forgot how to dream.

 But you say it's time we moved in together
 And raised a family of our own, you and me -
 Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be:
 You want to marry me, we'll marry.

 My friends from college they're all married now;
 They have their houses and their lawns.
 They have their silent noons,
 Tearful nights, angry dawns.
 Their children hate them for the things they're not;
 They hate themselves for what they are-
 And yet they drink, they laugh,
 Close the wound, hide the scar.

 But you say it's time we moved in together
 And raised a family of our own, you and me -
 Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be:
 You want to marry me, we'll marry.

 You say we can keep our love alive
 Babe - all I know is what I see -
 The couples cling and claw
 And drown in love's debris.
 You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds,
 But soon you'll cage me on your shelf -
 I'll never learn to be just me first
 By myself.

 Well O.K., it's time we moved in together
 And raised a family of our own, you and me -
 Well, that's the way I've always heard it should be,
 You want to marry me, we'll marry,
 We'll marry