Welcome Home
Grandma' welcome home... You have been gone for far too long
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Wait till You see Your room up in the attic
Prepared just like You said, without a bed
You will find Your rocking chair and the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You, now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Guitar solo: Andy
Grandma' what was it like to be on that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse but with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on "THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive, can You feel "THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
better be my friend.
Is this a dream, are You really back?
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Grandma' take a look
What do You think of the house and the silvery moon?
We are going to repaint the front door soon
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
Let me touch You, let me feel... Ahhh
Wait till You see Your room up in the attic
Prepared just like You said, without a bed
You will find Your rocking chair and the tea pot that Missy found
Let me help You out of the chair...
Grandma'
There is someone waiting for You, now come along
Missy and Mother, they are dying to meet You
How strange... she's spoken no word...
I wonder Grandma'! Are You all right?
Guitar solo: Andy
Grandma' what was it like to be on that holiday site
"Oh it could have been worse but with "THEM" by my side
In the twilight "THEY" sang all the old lullabies"
Grandma' who are "THEY"... "never mind You dirty little brat"
"Let us go inside, something's on "THEIR" mind
"THEY" are still alive, can You feel "THEIR" eyes
Can You feel "THEIR" eyes?
Now that You are stuck with me You
better be my friend.