passing the telephone

Walking up and down
Passing the telephone
He must now need me
Now he’s all alone
His wife had died
Now she has his number
After thirty years
Will he still remember?
.
What waters have run?
Under the bridge of life
Thinking fondly of the time
When she was his wife
They were very young
Starting off with nowt
He worked far too hard
Of that there was no doubt
.
All hours did he work
Gave me what I demanded
Bought nothing for himself
Not thought as even handed
I was bored he was tired
Married life had lost its glow
I started going out at night
But he would never know
.
Then I fell and fell deep
For a smooth talking guy
I said I wanted a divorce
Not telling the reason why
To divorce I had to find
A just cause or reason
Saying he was very cruel
Seem a bit like treason
.
These past thirty years or more
Life has had some twists
The boy fiends that I’ve had
The arguments and fists
Although I broke him
He seem to come out well
Had a loving wife
Made him happy I can tell
.
He has his family
His children seem so dear
With old age left to come
Does he have my fear
Walking up and down
passing the telephone
He must now need me
Now I'm all alone