She was married and then divorced 

Things seemed to happen that way 

The children were confused, sometimes they'd fight 

Sitting in their toys and games 

To them she's mummy and I am their friend 

Who sits with them on his lap 

And sleeps on the sofa on alternate weekends 

No substitute for their dad 

She's a very good mum 

As she tries to explain 

Everything that she can 

But a child's mind is sharp 

They imagine the worst 

Sometimes can't understand 

That there's so much to learn 

When you open a can of worms 



So to the park to play on the swings 

To give their mother a break 

When I saw their father walking down the path 

Heading down towards the gate 

I froze on the spot, heart in my throat 

I hoped he'd not see us there 

He soon disappeared and the kids on the slide 

Were happy and unaware 



I read the papers and made scrambled eggs 

The kids got ready to leave 

Their dad was taking them for the weekend 

With pocket money and sweets 

They were excited as they waved goodbye 

And I went straight back to bed 

Their mother stood and waved as they drove away 

Standing on the front door step