Did you ever stop to wonder how it was for me that fateful day

when you said you’d had enough and I should be on my way

What had been love had turned ice-cold, and I was out of line

because I thought we had a chance, but you’d made up your mind.

The bitterness was a real puzzle to me, where had i got it so wrong?

you wanted kids, I gave you two, before you forgot all about loves sweet song

I was never a bad guy but I had my faults, in your heart you could not forgive

me for not being more successful as we struggled hard to  simply live

You had seen me as a sperm donor, but you wanted the kids for yourself

after you had thrown me out, i was left on that parental shelf

wanting to be there for my kids but denied by your cruel whim

my children turned against me, and my chances, always slim

of being a proper dad to them, just disappeared in smoke

you never denied me visiting rights, but that became a joke

when the kids decided, on their own, that I was welcome no more

you had gained your long-term goal, and my heart was sore

Why is it that twenty years after we split your vitriol is still as strong?

Is it because, in your heart of hearts, you know that you did me wrong?

Could it be that your own disgust at yourself is turned outward, towards me

when I’m so far past caring now, that you are completely free

My grown-up offspring may turn up one day, wanting to hear my side,

I’ll sit them down and tell them, with a certain degree of pride

That I never wanted to be cut from lives, that was the choice you made

as much as it hurt me to go through all that I could not have disobeyed

because you threatened to disappear with them, and take away all hope

Perhaps I should have fought harder, maybe I was a real dope

Whatever happens, they are my kids, a son and a daughter I love

and though I never see them, for their lives I thank the heavens above.