by Nick Jaina

this is a tune for Maryanne
who died at birth in her grandfather's hands
if she were here now, she wouldn't understand
the notes we are playing, the words we are saying
to her it would be just la la la la la la dum
la da dum la da dum
la la la la da da dum la dum
la da dum la da dum

there isn't a cross word that I can say
because I've been blessed with a part in the play
even if I don't make the curtain call
I was in the cast and I signed the wall
I was the rich one this time but next time it'll be you
you must believe that after all Maryanne
I will grow tall and old in this life
but next time
you'll be richer, you'll be taller
la da da da da da dum

© 2008 Nick Jaina