Holding things together
Ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raisin' children
It's a job - meant for two
Alice, please believe me
I can't go on and on
Holding things together
With you gone.
Today was Angie's birthday
I guess it slipped your mind
'Cause I tried twice to call you
With no answer either time
The postman brought a package
I mailed some days ago
I just signed it love from mama
So Angie wouldn't know.
Holding things together
Ain't no easy thing to do
When it comes to raisin' children
It's a job - meant for two
Alice, please believe me
I can't go on and on
Holding things together
With you gone.
Holding things together
With you gone.
