Abuelita (Herring Caroline)

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