Grandma
Grandma,
She don't really know me anymore
Still every time I visit,
She will smile from ear to ear
It's hard to keep up talk
When she cannot find the words
But she still sings along
To songs she used to hear
Grandma,
She don't really recognize my voice
'Cause a lot of things have changed
Since her mind began to close
But she will call me sweet boy
And will laugh at all my jokes
And asks "Can I come?"
As I'm about to go
And I will pick up my guitar
And I will make her hold the words
And she will look me in the eyes
As I'll strum a couple chords
And those blank eyes they turn brighter
As her ears begin to know
Oh the songs I play
Yeah the songs I play and then she sings along
Grandma,
She don't really know my way of life
But she feels that I'm related
So she doesn't really mind
And as I'll touch her hand
I will feel her grabbing on
And I'll be singing on
Yeah I'll be singing
Family tree and church songs,
End it on "you've got a friend"
And she will look me in the eyes
And I'll see from time to time
That those blank eyes they turn brighter
As her ears begin to know
Oh the songs I play,
The sad old songs I play, and then she sings along
She don't really know me anymore
Still every time I visit,
She will smile from ear to ear
It's hard to keep up talk
When she cannot find the words
But she still sings along
To songs she used to hear
Grandma,
She don't really recognize my voice
'Cause a lot of things have changed
Since her mind began to close
But she will call me sweet boy
And will laugh at all my jokes
And asks "Can I come?"
As I'm about to go
And I will pick up my guitar
And I will make her hold the words
And she will look me in the eyes
As I'll strum a couple chords
And those blank eyes they turn brighter
As her ears begin to know
Oh the songs I play
Yeah the songs I play and then she sings along
Grandma,
She don't really know my way of life
But she feels that I'm related
So she doesn't really mind
And as I'll touch her hand
I will feel her grabbing on
And I'll be singing on
Yeah I'll be singing
Family tree and church songs,
End it on "you've got a friend"
And she will look me in the eyes
And I'll see from time to time
That those blank eyes they turn brighter
As her ears begin to know
Oh the songs I play,
The sad old songs I play, and then she sings along
Credits
Writer(s): Boris Oud, Joram Bemelmans, Leif De Leeuw, Sem Jansen, Tim Koning, Willem 't Hart
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