SHE SHAVES HIS FACE, SHE COMBS HIS HAIR, SHE HELPS HIM FIND HIS ROCKING CHAIR SHE COOKS HIS MEAL, SHE WIPES HIS MOUTH AND THE WINDOW THAT HE'S LOOKING OUT SHE READS HIM BOOKS, SHE SPEAKS HIS NAME, OH EVERYDAY IS MUCH THE SAME SHE SIGHS THAT SIGH, FROM DEEP WITHIN ,THE ONE THAT SAYS,SHE MISSES HIM CHORUS SHE MISSES HIS GENTLE TOUCH, AND THE WAY HE USED TO MAKE HER LAUGH SHE MISSES THE MAN HE WAS, IN ALL OF THOSE OLD PHOTOGRAPHS SO STRONG, SO KIND, SO SWEET. SO SMART THE MAN WHO STOLE HER VERY HEART SHE MISSES HIM HIS CHILDREN COME ON SATURDAY, THERE AT HIS FEET HIS GRANDKIDS PLAY IT'S SAD THEY DON'T KNOW HIM AT ALL, HE'S JUST THE ONE THEY CALL GRANDPA THEY TAKE OUT HIS TRASH, THEY MOW HIS LAWN, THINGS HE CAN'T DO SINCE HE'S BEEN GONE, SHE'S GRATEFUL THAT, THEY'RE PITCHING IN AND LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, SHE MISSES HIM REPEAT CHORUS BRIDGE AND YES, THEY'RE STILL TOGETHER, AFTER ALL THESE YEARS BUT SOMETIMES YOU CAN ALMOST FEEL, THE SADNESS IN HER TEARS REPEAT CHORUS