

She bakes a batch of cookies
but forgets to light the stove (oh-oh) She points out at the
garden
to the flowers that she grew
But she calls me by my father's name,
the only one she knows
And she loves us like a storm,
with a fire in her eyes
Even when the clouds roll in and take away the skies She
might lose her way,
but we hold her tight
(mmm) Our sweetest guiding light
She's looking for her car keys
that she hid inside the clock (hahaha)
And telling us the stories
from when the town was new
She's spinning like a record
when the needle gets stuck
And she loves us like a storm,
with a fire in her eyes
Even when the clouds roll in and take away the skies She
might lose her way,
but we hold her tight
Our sweetest guiding light
We'll remember for you,
Nana
(we love you)