Yes, it's me
And I was thinking how it used to be
And I just had to hear your voice
Yes, I know
I've been drinking and I knew you'd know
But you see, I didn't have a choice
CHORUS:
I hold on so long
I hold on but I'm not strong
I hold on till there's nothing left
There's nothing left at all
And that's when I have to call
The kids and me
We're getting by, but not so happily
Cos your leaving was such sudden news
Can't you see
You weren't supposed to leave this family
But I guess you didn't get to choose
(CHORUS)
So here I am
Holding flowers in my trembling hands
And December chill in my bones
It's so clear
You ain't coming back, I understand
I can see it written there in stone
I'll hold on so long
I'll hold on but I'm not strong
I'll hold on till there's nothing left
There's nothing left at all
And that's when I'll have to call
[Jeff Swaim; ©1997 New West]