Full Circle

[Verse 1]
There's a phone call
that changes everything.
Her son says
"we have a son" —
and something in her
starts to sing.

[Chorus]
Full circle,
the love comes back around.
She raised her boy up strong,
now hears his own boy's sound.
Full circle,
a rocking chair, a name —
Grandma.
Nothing is the same.

[Verse 2]
She watches her own son
hold his baby boy so small,
sees the boy he was
in every
tender fall.
Two boys now,
one grown, one new —
a line of sons
still coming through.

[Chorus]
Full circle,
the love comes back around.
She raised her boy up strong,
now hears his own boy's sound.
Full circle,
a rocking chair, a name —
Grandma.
Nothing is the same.

[Bridge]
This is love
with nowhere left to prove.
Just open hands,
and time to move
slow.
No hurry now.
Just here.
Just now.
Just him.

[Verse 3]
Someday that small hand
will hold her face
and know
this is a safe, safe place.
A son of a son —
one more page,
one more name.

[Outro]
Full circle.
Welcome, little one.
Grandma's here.