Jayne Nelsen - What It Really Is lyrics

It looks just like an old man and his old wife Havin’ lunch in the food court at the mall He stumbles twice, she holds on tight And he’s embarrassed cuz he almost falls It looks just like the sad end of a long life But that ain’t it at all What it really is is a boy home from world war two One leg pinned up on his uniform Tryin’ not to cry as he spit shines one black shoe Scared she won’t love him anymore What it really is is the smile on her pretty young face As he crutches down the gang plank and that kiss That’s burned from that day to this That’s what it really is It looks just like a small town around twilight And a couple pushin’ a stroller up the street They stop a while and the neighbors smile At the baby’s pretty little hands and feet It looks just like just another brand new life But that picture ain’t complete Cuz what it really is is one expert after another Breakin’ their hearts month after month Tellin’ her that she will never be a mother And him that he will never hold a son And what it really is is a waiting room and tears of joy As he walks in with a little boy all his His finger wrapped in a tiny little fist That’s what it really is So much of what this life can be All depends on what you see It looks just like a long line of headlights Rolling slowly down a rainy country road A small casket white, a cold, windy graveside And a family with such a heavy load It looks just like the sad end of a short life But the truth be told What it really is is the first breath she’s ever taken That made her feel like she could fly The grey skies above and the chains finally breakin’ And tellin’ the pain goodbye What it really is is running to her Savior’s side In a body glorified in bliss As she slips her little hand into His That’s what it really is