Mama's Hand

Slow motion thunderstorm

Having the story unfold

In time to understand

I wanna hold her hand

Doing just what I'm told

Back to five years old

You're lost and gone-gone-gone

We will live far too long

We will live for so long

We waited far too long

Cruel tempered and I age

We had so much to say

When you finally

Find a new family

Please stay-stay-stay with me

They won't keep them back

When we think we lack

Need some time to understand

The idea of long lost hands

When your story unfolds

Come play a game with us

We have no one to trust

Imagine lost at sea

Imagine using me

I'm yours to rock in place

I'd like to be at ease

The final puzzle piece

This little thing called love

The missing thing called love

A little thing called love