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 mother 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 father 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 watched as they drove away
   Standing on the front door step