She was dressed in a grandmother's finery Covered with rubies and pearls In the lipstick she still loves as old as the ribbon that held back her golden curls
She stood on her toes at the mirror The room came alive with her dreams In a grandmother's robe that was tattered and old became the gown of the bride she would be
In a grandmother's eyes she was perfect how could a princess do wrong Looking back at the child I remembered and smiled How I was loved in my grandmother's arms.
Time past so quickly it faded Like the light in an old photograph but I still see her picture alive on the dresser and the young girl she rocked in her lap
In a grandmother's eyes she was perfect how could a princess do wrong Looking back at the child I remembered and smiled How I was loved in my grandmother's arms. How I was loved in my grandmother's arms.