Grandma said God took you and you would become an angel But you were better for me alive My only child, my star of David Three months I've cried
But God ignores me since that day I gave him thanks for giving me a baby boy I must not have said it right Because god wasted no time Snatching you so fast
If God were a man He would be hanged for all the children he steals
How can grandma worship you On the day I'm repainting your room I'm sorry David if its too soon For God to fit you for wings ...