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She Shines
words and music by Matt Abell
©2004 All rights reserved
 
Written in memory of my grandmother,
Eleanor S. LeMaire, 1916-2000

Hey, the world’s a woman short today
Gone, the crooked lipstick and the face
Gone the gentle grace perhaps you never knew
She had fun, she had faith, she had Velcro tennis shoes

So I sigh
I remember her
and I smile

‘Cause I find her running there behind me in my mind
Even from a distance how she shines
Even in her sneakers how she shines
She shines

Chew--Is that a pot roast or a shoe?
She will be the laughing stock for you
Every time I cried you chased my tears away
Yeah, you made me smile and raced the car down the driveway

So I sigh
I remember you
and I’m fine

‘Cause I find her running there behind me in my mind
Even from a distance how she shines
Even in her sneakers how she shines
She shines

In her polyester pantsuit, where the polka dots run wild
she was always demonstrating how to dress from the inside

‘Cause I find her running there behind me in my mind
Even from a distance how she shines
Even in her sneakers how she shines
She shines
She shines

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