There’s a little grieving along the way With every game They no longer play They look at you As the angle changes You watch their life As it rearranges What was cute before Is now passé You see them grow Day by day It’s soon their turn to prepare a meal It’s soon their turn to take the wheel You pray to the Lord To keep them in sight You pray to the Lord Keep them in light
There’s a little grieving along the way With every game They no longer play They look at you As the angle changes You watch their life As it rearranges What was cute before Is now passé You see them grow Day by day It’s soon their turn to prepare a meal It’s soon their turn to take the wheel You pray to the Lord To keep them in sight You pray to the Lord Keep them in light