Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad they nursed their grievances
And she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm they all had their chances
He sent her flowers and limousines
She was treated like a queen
Anything she ever wanted
It was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon
That she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring
Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society
But he didn't give a damn
He never felt more like a man
And all the time the clock was ticking
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
In a house upon a hill
She was there with time to kill
She lived a life she'd only dreamed
The life was never what it seemed
To all her friends that she'd ignored
She denied she was bored
She had no time for dancing, no time for dancing
But the clock upon the wall
That was ticking in the hall
Always reminded her
That life was going on as well
But she was happy and she would swear she wouldn't change a thing
And all would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy
Now it's 5 o'clock am
She must have spent the night again with that old friend of hers
She loves to dance
She's missing more and more these days
But he's still stuck in his old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall is still ticking in the hall
She must be home soon, soon
Where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep
Now who would envy the older man and his beautiful young wife
Who would envy?
Who would envy?
Velho o suficiente para ser pai dela
Mas os homens novos eram loucos, eles remoíam
suas desilusões...
E ela estava lisonjeada por seu charme
Isso não iria machucá-la, os dois tiveram suas
chances
Ele mandava flores e limousines
Ela era tratada como uma rainha
E qualquer coisa que ela sempre quis,
Não era problema para um homem como ele
E todos esperavam que logo
Ela pudesse pedi-lo a lua,
Se usasse o anel dele
Olhares de seus amigos
Nos lares aos fins de semana da alta sociedade
Mas ele não se importava
Ele nunca se sentiu tão homem
E a todo o tempo o relógio estava correndo...
E todos iriam invejar o homem mais velho e sua
bela esposa jovem
Sim, todos iriam invejar
Numa casa na colina
Ela estava lá com tempo para matar
Ela vivia a vida que sonhará
A vida nunca foi o que pareceu
Para todos os amigos que ela ignorara
Ela negava que estava entediada
Ela não tinha tempo para dançar, sem tempo para
dançar...
Mas o relógio na parede,
Que fazia tic-tac no hall
Sempre a lembrava,
Que a vida também estava passando
Mas ela estava feliz e jurava que
não mudaria nada
E todos iriam invejar o homem mais velho e sua
bela esposa jovem
Sim, todos iriam invejar
Agora são 5 horas da manhã
Ela deve ter de novo passado a noite com aquele
velho amigo dela
Ela ama dançar...
Ela está sentindo mais e mais falta destes dias
Mas ele ainda está preso à antigas manias
Talvez ela precise de um pouco mais de romance
Mas o relógio na parede ainda está fazendo tic-tac
no hall
Ela deve chegar em casa logo
Onde um homem mais jovem se lamentaria
Ele toma um remédio e vai dormir
Agora quem iria invejar o homem mais velho e sua
bela esposa jovem
Quem iria invejar?
