Grandma’s chair

A dog died last week

A very special dog indeed

It nearly brought me to my knees

I wanted to be weak, so I started to cave in

But the words in my head kept playing

I saw my grandma there,

Sitting in her rocking chair

Just waiting for me to come home

Home, home again

It’s been two weeks and my bed is boring

Doctor says I should do something interesting

I would rather not be alone now

Gotta see my friends

Get going to the shore now

I might not see them again

I would rather not be alone now

Alone, alone again

A dog died last week

A very special dog indeed

It nearly brought me to my knees

I wanted to be weak so I started to cave in

But the words in my head kept playing

I saw my grandma there,

Sitting in her rocking chair

Just waiting for me to come home

Home, home again