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She takes the back road and the lane
Past the school that has not changed in all this time
She thinks of when the boy was young
All the battles she had won just to give him life
That man, she loved that man
For all his life
But now we meet to take him flowers
And only God knows why
For what's the use in pressing palms
When children fade in mother's arms?
It's a cruel world, we've so much to loose
And what we have to learn we rarely choose
So if it's God who took her son
He cannot be the one living in her mind
"Take care my love", she said
Don't think that God is dead
"Take care my love", she said
You have been loved
If I was weak, forgive me
But I was terrified
You brushed my eyes with angels wings, full of love
The kind that makes devils cry
So these days my life has changed
And I'll be fine (and I'll be fine)
But she just sits and counts the hours
Searching for her crime
So what's the use of pressing palms
If you won't keep such love from harm?
It's a cruel world, you've so much to prove
And Heaven helps the ones who wait for you
I've no daughters, I've no sons
Guess I'm the only one
Living in my life
"Take care my love", he said
Don't think that God is dead
"Take care my love", he said
You have been loved