She takes the back roadand the lane Past the school that has not changed In all this time She thinks of when the boy was young All the battles she had won Just to give him life That man She loved that man For all his life But now we meet to take him flowers And only god knows why For what's the use in pressing palms When children fade in mother's arms 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
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