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