Testo Grab My Hand

Playing in the back home yard
with a puppet on a
string
she could ease my mind
and noticed every
thing
every single bad boy intention
Drive my dinky
toys
till the carpet hurt my knees
sitting by the stove
she looked at me so pleased
lifted me up and we
flew to heaven

Tell me why her smile is gone
the sky's still blue

Tell me why no fragrant scent
smells
like morning dew
playing in the back home yard got my
first guitar

I still see her eyes
twinkeling like a star
saying go boy don't stop dreaming

Many winters past
she layed on the bed

I could ease her mind
we laughed and
cried were sad

Her wrinkeled hands offered me
protection

Tell me why her smile is gone
the sky's
still blue

Tell me why no fragrant scent
smells like
morning dew
And tell me how she queezed her love out her
ancient heart
How am I supposed to know