Your mama's tender hands Held the needle and the thread That stitched that pretty bonnet You used to wear upon your head Nobody ever dreamed That in one groundless stretch of time Sorrow would move in And make the final bind The light atop the stairs Was flickering then gone No one was there to walk you From the dark into the dawn You were so vivid and so fair So fragile yet so bold With so much story That never will be told I can see you there I can hear your song Like a kid, looking for a place To belong And this old world, so magical and sweet Knocked the ground Right out from underneath your feet Slipping on the pearls Falling to the floor Could you hear the bells of Sunday morning Coming through your door Simple as a breath Shifting like the sky You don't have to worry I won't ask you why You don't have to worry no more I won't ask you why