Under The One Roof

That husband and wife live in the same house in old age of love is not proof I know of two separated under the one roof All love for each other long gone from the heart Still living together but in truth apart. In their latter seventies of them one might say That they are two who have known a better day Their oldest grandchild in his thirties and already turning gray And time as the saying goes is ticking away. They have not slept in the same bed for at least twenty years And he goes to the pub and he has his few beers And she goes to the bingo always on her own And apart from each other 'twould seem they have grown. She told me in confidence about her life How for many years to him she was a good wife Until he became grumpy a boring old fart And his attitude towards her it prised them apart. Why he changed for the worst she does not understand When they went out walking they walked hand in hand Now she does not cook for him or wash his clothes Their flame of love quenched but that's life I suppose. In the laws of man they are still man and wife Though all of the tender feelings have gone out of their life And not of until death do us part they are living proof And they live separated under the one roof.