(Chris Gantry)

She looks in the mirror and stares at
The wrinkles that weren't there yesterday
And thinks of the young man that she almost married
What would he think if he saw her this way.

She picks up her apron in little girl fashion
As something comes into her mind
Then slowly starts dancing remembering her girlhood
And all of the boys she had waiting in line.

Ah, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere, anytime of the day
An everyday housewife
Who gave up the good life for me.

The photograph album she takes from the closet
And slowly turns the page
And carefully picks up the crumbling flower
The first one he gave her now withered with age.

She closes her eyes and touches the housedress
That suddenly disappears
And just for a moment she's wearing the gown
That broke all their minds back so many years.

Ah, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere, anytime of the day
An everyday housewife
Who gave up the good life for me.

Ah, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere, anytime of the day
An everyday housewife
Who gave up the good life for me.

Ah, such are the dreams of the everyday housewife
You see everywhere, anytime of the day
An everyday housewife
Who gave up the good life for me...