Celebrations and joy With the man she calls home She shares his good points Like sweet honeycomb In ten years together He's never made her cry I can't imagine, ever, what that must be like It comes like a cyclone A cold wind does blow He's picking a fight and His words start to flow I'm wrong in my thoughts and my words and my deeds Though I bend til I break I don't meet his needs When I was younger I once dared to dream Of meeting someone Who'd be kind to me But words are so strong With no in between And love has become One way unredeemed It's out of proportion To faults he has found For hours the torture Of harshness in sound I try to placate with my words and my deeds But though I am broken He can't see me bleed So grab hold of joy If ever you can No traps to avoid When eggshells don't land In ten years together If he's never made you cry Then I guess that's because You're a better girl than I