Heard this for the 1st time at Sting's Symphonicities concert in Brussels. Thought it
was an awesome tune but couldn't find a tab for it so thought I'd give it a shot. These
may not be the exact chords but they could fool me. First tab. Listen to the track for 
rythm (it's on the live album of the Symphonicities tour).

Intro: C#m9 (x4244x)

C#m │ C#m, B │ A7M │ A7M
F#m │ [ch]F#m/E[/ch], [ch]F#m/Eb[/ch] (x6767x) │ G#7
│ G#7


- Verse:
Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad
They nursed their grievances
But she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm
They'd all had their chances

He sent her flowers and limousines
And she was treated like a queen
And anything she ever wanted
Was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon
That she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring

Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society
But he didn't give a damn
He never felt more like a man
But all the time the clock was ticking

- Chorus
A7M │ G#7 │ C#m │ C#m
A7M │ G#7

And all would envy
The older man
And his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy

- Verse:
In a house upon a hill
She was there with time to kill
She lived a life she'd only dreamed
But life was never what it seemed
To all her friends that she'd ignored
She'd deny that she was bored
She had no time for dancing (no time for dancing)

But the clock upon the wall
That w+as ticking in the hall
Always reminded her
That life was going on elsewhere
But she was happy and she'd swear
She wouldn't change a thing

And all would envy
The older man
And his beautiful young wife
Yes, all would envy

F#m │ F#m, [ch]F#m/E[/ch] │ D7M │
D7M, [ch]D7M/E[/ch] (x2)
F#m │ F#m, [ch]F#m/E[/ch] │ G#7 │ G#7
A7M │ Bsus2 │ D#m │ D#m*

Now it's 5 o'clock a.m.
She must have spent the night again
With that old friend of hers
She loves to dance
She's missing more and more these days
But I'm still stuck in my old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall
Is still ticking in the hall
She must be home soon
And where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep

Now who would envy
The older man
And his beautiful young wife
Now Who would envy?