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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
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", she said
Don't think that God is dead
"Take care my love", she said
You have been loved