We march to the sound of different drums

For we both want different things from life

You don't care to discuss anything serious

While I want to have your children and to be your wife

I know I can't change you I won't even try

And so I'll just love you and look you grow up by and by

We march to the sound of different drums

We're out of step and someday we must part

We talk but you never use words like forever

And even in your arms I'm never in your heart