Connie Smith - Sound of Different Drums lyrics

We march to the sound of different drums For we both want different things from life You don't care to discuss anything serious While I want to have your children and to be your wife I know I can't change you I won't even try And so I'll just love you and look you grow up by and by We march to the sound of different drums We're out of step and someday we must part We talk but you never use words like forever And even in your arms I'm never in your heart