Words my grandmother probably would have spoken to my children if they were alive today... THE LYRICS Silver gray hair neatly combed in place There were four generations of love on her face She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes Shed seen it all I was a child, oh, about three or four All day Id ask questions At night Id ask more But whenever, she never would ever turn me away Id say, How can I be sure what is right or wrong? And why does what I want always take so long? Please tell me where does G-D live And why wont He talk to me? Id say, Grandma what is love? Will I ever find out? Why are we so poor, what is life about? I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep She sort of smiled as she tucked me in Then she pulled up that old rockin chair once again But tonight she was slightly, remarkably Different somehow Slowly she rocked, lookin half asleep Grandma yawned as she stretched Then she started to speak What she told me would mold me and hold me together inside She said, All the things you ask you will know someday But you have got to live in a patient way G-D put us here by fate And by fate that means better days She said, Child we all are moons in the dark of night Aint no morning gonna come til the time is right Cant get to better days lest you make it through the night You gotta make it through the night, yes you do You cant get to no better days Unless you make it through the night Oh, you will see those better days But you gotta be patient Be patient oh baby, be patient Later that year at the turn of spring Heaven sent angels down and gave Grandma her wings Now shes flying and sliding and gliding In better days And although Im all grown up I still get confused I stumble through the dark Getting bumped and bruised When night gets in my way I could still hear my Grandma say I can hear her say I can hear her say (Be patient, be patient) You cant get to no better days Unless you make it through the night baby Oh, you will see those better days (Be patient, be patient) But you gotta be patient Child, do you hear me, yeah? (Be patient, be patient) You cant get to no better days Unless you make it, you got to make it You got to make it You got to make it through the night (Be patient, be patient) Oh Grandma, oh Grandma Do you see me now, lady? Oh oh oh oh oh (Be patient, be patient) She used to sit me on her knee She used to comb my hair She used to tell me stories My Grandma took me everywhere Songwriters: LORRICH, TONY DONN / REEVES, DIANNE E. Published by: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group Read more: Dianne Reeves - Better Days Lyrics | MetroLyrics LINK: youtube/watch?v=dlFj9iCnaIE
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 23:11:53 +0000