The key's been misplaced
No telling where it is
No one's been inside
Feelings of emptiness
She rocks in a chair now
A blanket to keep her warm
Looking out the window
She sees the same old storm
If you look deep inside
You begin to feel her shame
Start to see her story
Passing by the window pane
She squints when it hurts
A little smile sometimes
As her life passes through
The window pane in her eyes
Her son comes to see her
He brings her some tea
But she seems confused
She's lost most her memory
He says ma, ma it's me!
Don't you know who I am
He sits at the piano
And plays her favorite hymn
CH2
If you look deep inside
You begin to feel her shame
Start to see her story
Passing by the window pane
She squints when it hurts
A little smile sometimes
But the hymn that he's playing
Starts bringing life to her eyes
She slowly raises her head
To this quite familiar sound
Ma you remember this?
Playing a hymn that he found
Her eyes begin to see him
A smile across her cheeks
She starts to feel some dignity
More than she has in weeks
HYMN!!
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suff'ring and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.
So I'll cherish the old rugged cross.
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.
