Ami7 Am6

She takes the back road and the lane

Ami7 D7

Past the school that has not changed in all this time

Ami7 Am6

She thinks of when the boy was young

All the battles she had won just to give him life

Am6 Ami7 D7

That man, she loved that man for all his life

And now we meet to take him flowers and only God knows why

For what's the use of pressing palms when children fade in mothers' arms?

D6

It's a cruel world, we've 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"

Ami7 Am6 Ami7 D7

If I was weak, forgive me, but I was terrified

Ami7 Am6

You brushed my eyes with angels' wings

Full of love, the kind that makes devils cry

Ami7 Am6 Ami7 D7

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?

D6

It's a cruel world, you've so much to prove

And heaven help the ones who wait for you

Well, 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"