she sits and stares through a window pane
on a rainy august day
her strength is erased from years gone by
and her hair has long been grey
her company is the memories
but even those decay
her children were gone the moment that
her mind began to fade
but through all the fear she dreams of a home
that she's never seen but soon she will know
soon she will run on fields of green
and never wake up from her dreams
embrace with joy the mysteries
of beautiful that she's never seen
soon she will run
(he)
big brown eyes and messy hair
little boy wild confined to a chair
the cancer has spread and there's not much time
he's struggling through eight and hoping for nine
he waves to his friends as they play in the yard
love can be soft but life can be hard
run and not tire for his life's just begun
and for so long he's battled and finally he's won
over pain and the fear that for so long he's known
oh but peacefully now he is headed for home
