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 mothers arms
Its a cruel world
Weve so much to lose
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 wont keep such love from harm
Its a cruel world
Youve so much to prove
And heaven help the ones
Who wait for you
Well Ive no daughters Ive no sons
Guess Im 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
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