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