Mama's Hand
Karin Dreijer Andersson
Slow motion thunderstorm
Having the story unfold
In time to understand
I wanna hold her hand
Doing just what I'm told
Back to five years old
You're lost and gone gone gone
We waited far too long
We waited for so long
We waited far too long
Cool-tempered and ice age
We had so much to say
When you finally
Find a new family
Please stay stay stay with me
We won't keep them back
When we think we lack
Need some time to understand
The idea of Mama's hand
When your story unfolds
Come play a game with us
We have no-one to trust
Imagine lost at sea
Imagine using me
I'm yours to rock in place
I write to be at ease
The final puzzle piece
This little thing called love
The missing thing called love
A little thing called love