Prompt / Lyrics
Grandpa left us alone today, She bowed her head with soft dismay. Her tiny voice began to cry, “God, why do we grow old and die?” She mentioned many games they played, The secret jokes they'd always made. Her voice was soft, her eyes were dry, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I hold her close when tears run free, Wishing I had the words she needs from me. I ask the same thing deep inside, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I passed her room and heard her say, “God, I still miss my Grandpa today.” Her whisper reached me soft and shy, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I stood there still, not making a sound, As tears began to trickle down. Her words went drifting to the sky, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I hold her close when tears run free, Wishing I had the words she needs from me. I ask the same thing deep inside, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I knelt beside her where she lay, Unsure of what my heart should say. We whispered low, my girl and I, “God, why do we grow old and die?” She placed a flower by his stone, Said, “Grandpa, you’re not all alone.” The breeze replied, a gentle sigh, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I hold her close when tears run free, Wishing I had the words she needs from me. I ask the same thing deep inside, “God, why do we grow old and die?” Life moves on, but love won’t fade, In every smile that he once made. We hold him close, my girl and I, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I hold her close when tears run free, Wishing I had the words she needs from me. I ask the same thing deep inside, “God, why do we grow old and die?” I hold her close when tears run free, Wishing I had the words she needs from me. I ask the same thing deep inside, “God, why do we grow old and die?” “God, why do we grow old and die?”
Tags
1970s pop rock in the style of a 1930s swing Upbeat vibe Female/ male vocals
Duration
4:58
Instrumental
No
Created
4/9/2026