[Verse 1]
It’s been two years to this very day, since you passed away
I remember it all so clearly, like it had happened yesterday
But it’s been two years. A lot has changed since then, have I?
That’s a question I ask all the time. Have I changed or has the time?
I can still remember every little thing about the time leading up to it-
Your departure- it started rather calm, a sit down on the couch later and I was scarred
Knew thе end was approaching, I felt fear as еvery day could be the last-
So I treasured every moment, every hug and every laugh
Watching you sat on the bed laughing at a photo of your husband who passed- my grandad
I’ll always remember the last time I set eyes on you-
I kissed you and said “I love you Nana”. Fuck- you were asleep
I don’t know if you heard it, part of me thinks you didn’t and it makes me weep
Those last few days, excruciating pain, still you bared through it for us
And what I said is true. Nana, I’ll always remember you
Your personality was unlike another, it was true you were an excellent mother
You raised my Dad, through all the hardship and all the bad
You were there. My dad told me a story about the time he broke a window
And he tried lying about it, but in the end he broke, showed his poker face
And despite this, you and his Dad picked him up, you didn’t put him in his place
You treated him with love and kindness, you got a heart the size of
Well- the size of a mountain really. And call me crazy, but
I’ll always remember the funny little things you used to do
Like when you would comment on a tree that would blow in the wind a few yards from your house
Something as insignificant as a mouse, now makes me reminisce on that-
And I remember every time I would try to take a photo with you, and
You would always make fun of the way you looked, said you looked like a witch
I thought it was funny, so as a stitch, I made a model of your face out of putty
It was funny, you said “that’s horrible”, but I knew you found it funny
Anyways, forgive me. I’m talking way too much. 2 years ago today, and well- as such
I thought it would be important to honour your memory, and what you meant to me
I remember a few days before you passed, I remember talking to you about my media class
Not sure if you understood, but I thought I should let you know I passed
And I smashed my exams, I did really well. And the whole family, well, they’re doing really well
I’ve had dark days, I’ve done some bad things
But your memory grounds me, I’ll remember these little things
Until I get old myself, and that’s when I think
It’s been 2 years since - and I still really miss- you
[Outro: Doris Day]
Qué será, será
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Qué será, será
What will be, will be
Qué será, será