It's hard to waltz with Matilda
And she could well just disappear
Now that this room's overflowing
And the music is so hard to hear
The carnival's finally over And the party is mostly a bore
It's hard to waltz with Matilda When she's almost asleep on the floor
It's hard to walk tall with Jesus When the cross is so heavy to bear
We never know where we're going And we won't know when we get there
But it makes for one hell of a story
And each chapter slightly the same
It's hard to walk tall with Jesus
With both our heads hanging in shame
There's no mothers like single fathers
Teaching their daughters and sons
How to keep it all together When everything else comes undone
Fight monsters when you are frightened Pick flowers when you are sad
There's no mothers like single fathers
No one loves you more than you're dead
There's no mothers like single fathers
No one loves you more than you're dead