One day shy of eight years old,
When grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy,
Blowing out that birthday cake
How I cried when the sky let go,
With a cold lonesome rain
My mom smiled, said: "Don't be sad child
"Grandma's watching you today"

"'Cos there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
"And her tears are pouring down
"That's how you know she's watching,
"Wishing she could be here now
"An' sometimes if you're lonely,
"Just remember she can see
"There's holes in the floor of Heaven
"And she's watching over you and me"

Seasons come and seasons go,
Nothing stays the same
I grew up, fell in love,
Met a girl who took my name
Year by year, we made a life,
In this sleepy little town
I thought we'd grow old together,
Lord, I sure do miss her now

But there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
And her tears are pouring down
That's how I know she's watching,
Wishing she could be here now
An' sometimes when I'm lonely,
I remember she can see
There's holes in the floor of Heaven,
And she's watching over you and me

Well my little girl is 23,
I walk her down the aisle
It's a shame her Mom can't be here now,
To see her lovely smile
They throw the rice, I catch her eye,
As the rain starts coming down
She takes my hand; says: "Daddy don't be sad,
'Cos I know Mama's watching now"

"And there's holes in the floor of Heaven
"And her tears are pouring down
"That's how you know she's watching,
"Wishing she could be here now
"An' sometimes when I'm lonely,
"I just remember she can see
"Yes, there's holes in the floor of Heaven,
"And she's watching over you and me"

Watching over you and me

Watching over you and me

Watching over you and me