The Grandma Song Lyrics

She is slender
She is all blanket and bone
She is lost in the folds

I hold her hand
Tell I've painted my room green
That I rode 5000 miles on a motorcycle
I want to live fearlessly

And her eyes are glass
She wishes she were somewhere else

She is slender
She is all blanket and bone
She is lost in the folds

I watch her watch the room
And she spies a plastic bouquet
And she asks me to leave

Smiling, and her eyes are glass
She wishes she were somewhere else
Who could blame her?
I want to take her there myself