Story Behind The Song

I realized that often, elderly parents are neglected and alone due to the busy lifestyle of the younger generation. This song is a reminder(wake up call) to pay more attention to them.

Song Description

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Lyrics

Slowly she rocks-in the chair her mother bought when it was new, the wooden floor beneath her feet is worn and grooved- and greets the rocker's runners like a friend. On the wall-faded pictures only ageing eyes can see-etched in living colors in her memory-of younger times she thought would never end. (CHORUS)And she waits for the phone to ring or a knock upon her door- and she hopes she'll get a visitor today. She stares out toward the street, until the postman comes, but her mailbox is still empty, as he walks away. Slowly she rocks-in the room that's now the only world she knows-a smile comes to her face as she finds a faded rose-pressed between the pages of her diary. She looks sad-but there's still a glimmer of a sparkle in her eye-she waves at noisy, neighbor children passing by, and dreams of all the happy times that use to be.(cho) (tag)the telephone, sits like a silent silent sentinel beside her chair-she hears it ring, and picks it up to see who's there. and hears the magic words that tells her someone still cares. "Hello mom, its me, how are you?"