Album Cover Better Days

Better Days

Dianne Reeves

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Silver gray hair neatly combed in place

There were four generations of love on her face

She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes

She's seen it all

I was a child, oh, about three or four

All day I ask questions

At night I ask more

But whenever, she never, would ever turn me away

No, no oh woh

I'd say how can I be sure what is right or wrong

And why does what I want always take so long

Please tell me where does God live

And why won't He talk to me

I'd say Grandma what is love

Will I ever find out

Why are we so poor, what is life about

I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep

Woh hoh woh hoh

She saw the smile as she tucked me in

Then she pulled up that old rockin' chair once again

But tonight she was slightly, remarkably

Different somehow

Slowly she rocked looking half asleep

Grandma yawned as she stretched

Then she started to speak

What she told me, would mold me and hold me

Together inside

Yeah yeah yeah

She said all the things you ask

You will know someday

But you have got to live in patient way

God put us here by fate

And by fate that means better days

She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night

Ain't no mornings gonna come till the time is right

Can't get no better days lest you make through the night

You gotta make through the night, yes you do

You can't get through no, better days

Unless you make it through the night (baby)

Oh, hoh, you will see those better days

But you gotta be patient

Be patient, oh baby, be patient

Later that year at the turn of spring

Heaven sent angelsdown and gave Grandma her wings

Now, she's flyin', and slidin' and glidin'

In better days

And although I'm all grown-up

I still get confused

I stumble through the dark

Getting bumped and bruised

When night gets in my way

I could still hear my Grandma say

I can hear her say

I can hear her sayin'

You can't get through no, better days

Unless you make it through the night (baby)

Oh hoh, you will see those better days

But you gotta be patient

Child, do you hear me, yeah

Well, well, well, well

You can't get to no, no better days

Unless you make it, you got to make it

You got to make it through the night

Oh Grandma, oh Grandma

Do you see me now, lady

Oh oh oh oh oh...