You know better, you know much better than I

I watch your child play
See the shadow dark you by
And wonder where is the line
The dog sets 'tween earth and sky

You know better, you know much better than I

Walk through the windows
Crawl out the doors
Make it easy
Fall on the floor
Color by number
Color by color
Color my collar
Take my slumber

Where have all the women gone
Where has your sweet rose gone
Where has your good mama gone
It's a desolate home, my son

But you know better, you know much better than I

© 1985 by Cindy Lee Berryhill