What She Doesn't See

What she doesn't see Is that even if I'm home dead tired I'll always make sure she gets home before I go to bed Even if I'm not hungry I'll pick at a small plate just so I know she ate Even if I'm not in the mood to talk I'll listen to her rant before I ever not pick up the phone It's all that she doesn't see My muscles and joints could scream and ache But if she wants to wander I'll hide my limp If she's not tired and I am I'll shake the sleep from my head for her Everything I do she doesn't see But she doesn't have to That's what it means to love someone