"I knew this kid, his name was Michael
He was only four years old
We sat on a rock and started talking
And he told me things I didn't know
He said yesterday he was an indian
And how he played with buffalo
I got a sense that he had been there
And he made me really want to go
Remember waiting all year for December
Thought god was crying when it rained
That the stars were fireflies
Dreams were real and big as life
It was forever everyday
I was tucking in my little girl
She held my hand and we said a prayer
And I prayed, 'bless Grandma with the angels'
And she said, 'hey Mom, she's standing over there'
Well I couldn't see her but I don't doubt it
Maybe cause I'm older and less wise
What if heaven's all around us
But only seen through children's eyes?
Remember waiting all year for December
Thought god was crying when it rained
That the stars were fireflies
Dreams were real and big as life
It was forever everyday
They say when you're old you're a child again
But do we have to wait till then?
Remember waiting all year for December
Thought god was crying when it rained
That the stars were fireflies
Dreams were real and big as life
It was forever everyday
Forever
I knew this kid, his name was Michael"
--Lee Ann Womack
"Forever Everyday"
The Battle