Mama's Hand

Slow motion thunderstorm Having the story unfold In time to understand And I wanna hold her hand Doing just what I'm told Back to five years old Long lost and gone, gone, gone We waited far too long We waited for so long We waited far too long Cool-tempered and high age We had so much to say When you finally Find a new family Please stay, stay, stay with me The whole kit and pack What we think we lack Need some time to understand The idea of Mama's hand When your story unfolds Come play a game with us We have no one to trust Imagine lost at sea Imagine you see me I'm yours to rock and raise Our right to be at ease The final puzzle piece This little thing called love The missing thing called love A little thing called love