The rocking chair stands empty now The old quilt lies tattered on the shelf Sometimes I think the ghost of you Still sits there rocking And if you were still sittin there What are the words of wisdom you would share And as the days pass into years I still miss you Here

Where did you go? I want you to know I'll never forget, the way you'd hold me and I'll never forget the things you'd show me and I'll never forget your hands so old

The rocking chair stands empty now I've wrapped the old quilt around myself Can I approach the love you held If I were to sit here, rocking? Can you know the love I felt And all the times I needed your help When will I grow enough to pass it on

Where did you go? I want you to know I'll never forget, the way you'd hold me and I'll never forget the things you'd show me and I'll never forget your hands so o