Abuelita

I should have known why I loved

Driving through the cactus fields

Or wearing white leather gloves

Admiring the virgin

As she stands upon the moon

Waltzing behind a second line

Or harmonizing on gospel tunes

Abuelita underneath the trees

Of Costa Rica and her dark shored seas

They won't tell me about you

They don't want me to see

Abuelita you're just like me

I do not have your mind

Nor your body

Nor your circumstance in time

But I feel something rising

Up through me like a song

It's fragile and lovely

It's powerful and strong

Abuelita underneath the trees

Of Costa Rica and her dark shored seas

They won't tell me about you

They don't want me to see

Abuelita you're just like me

Oh grandmother

Did you have to say

Sometimes life

Well it just turns out that way

Waiting for a boy

Waiting for a train

Waiting on something to

Make you feel again

All of the girls

Lined up the stairs

Dressed like queens and princesses

With jewels in their hair

Wrapped up in old furs

You gave to us that night

We were the midnight fireworks

We blazed in a New Year sky

Abuelita underneath the trees

Of Costa Rica and her dark shored seas

They won't tell me about you

They don't want me to see

Abuelita you're just like me

I'm just like thee