She wakes up each morning, always the same routine, same routine
Her knees on the floor and her head on the bed,
It's the same routine, same routine
Hoping and praying, someone will hear, her voice and her crying
Does anyone, anyone care
Her needs are quite simple, she don't ask for much
The love of a man, love of a man
Waited so long, never asking for much,
The love of a man, just a tender touch
Hoping and praying, someone will hear, her voice and her crying
Does anyone, anyone care
She wakes up on Tuesday, today is the day
A happenstance meeting, an unlikely place
Her hoping and praying can come to an end
No more crying, never ever again
She settles for less than the man of her dreams
She don't ask for much, just a tender touch
Days turn to months, they agree on their vows
And she don't ask for much
Her needs are quite simple, she don't ask for much
The love of a man, just a tender touch
Battered and broken, unable to leave
She don't ask for much, just a tender touch
She wakes up each morning, always the same routine, same routine
Her knees on the floor and her head on the bed,
It's the same routine, same routine
Hoping and praying, someone...someone will hear
Hoping and praying, someone...someone...
Will someone hear...someone, someone will hear
Hoping and praying, someone... someone
Will someone hear