[Intro]
This is for my mother and for Anselmo

[Verse 1]
She takes the back road and 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

[Pre-Chorus]
For what's the use of pressing palms
If children fade in mothers' arms?
It's a cruel world, you'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 thе one living in her mind

[Chorus]
"Take carе, my love", she said
"Don't think that God is dead"
"Take care, my love", she said
"You have been loved"
[Verse 2]
If I was weak, forgive me
But I was terrified
You brushed my eyes with angels' wings, full of love
The kind that makes devils cry, so
These days, my life has changed
And I'll be fine
But she just sits and counts the hours searching for her crime

[Pre-Chorus]
So, what's the use of pressing palms
If you won't keep such love from harm?
It's a cruel world, you've so much to prove
And Heaven help the ones who wait for you
I've no daughters, I've no sons
Guess I'm the only one living in my life

[Chorus]
"Take care, my love", he said
"Don't think that God is dead"
"Take care, my love", he said
"You have been loved"