An old lady crosses the street
And as she waves to me
I don't see her

And I know that one day I

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

And how I miss my mother's mother
She became a stranger, but I still love her
And I hope, I hope she turns

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Now the day came, when we left her
We couldn't say goodbye, and I know that I was wrong
But I hope that she knows

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

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Writer(s): Jeremiah Fraites, Wesley Schultz