Sanoja: Rick Springfield. What Would The Children Think.

She wakes up in the morning with the new sunrise
Looks at her husband sleeping still inside she cries
She makes the children breakfast

Gets them on their way
Watching them through the wind
She prepares to face another day

Then her husband tells her
That he won't be home 'til late
There's so much work

He'll have to stay behind
But she knows it isn't work that's on his mind
But still he'll never leave

'Cause what would the children think
Where would the children go?
What would the children do?

If they knew the way it was
But they'll never learn because
What would the children think?
Where would the children think?

At the gate she kissed him
And watched him walk
Hoping this small charade
Will stop the neighbors talk

She turns to hide a tear
Inside her gilded cage
She cries for the love she could not hold

And lost to someone half her
Then her pride and breakin' heart
Tell her to run away

But she values what she's got a little more
Two kids, one 9 and nearly 4
And she would never leave them cause

What would the children think?
Where would the children go?
What would the children?

f they knew the way it was
But they'll never learn because
What would the children think?
Where would the children think?

What would the children think?
Where would the children go?
What would the children do?