Everything Has Its Place (alternative arrangement)

Words and Music by Chris Pendergraft She is like Cleopatra Eyes of cat and lips of wine When he is handgun out She is always feeling fine- But when he goes away She does not feel okay She knows she needs the space And that everything will be okay Everything has its place He is just like Anthony Eyes so gray and a will So Strong Where ever he must go She is his only song So when he goes away She does not do okay He knows they need the space And everything will be okay Everything has its place