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Went to see Grandpa in SeptemberWhen his days left here were fewHe sat me down at his bedside Told me things that I should do ?Please respect this crown of wisdom,?He said, pointing to his gray headI leaned in and listened closelyAs my dear grandfather saidLive your life with eyes wide openBide your time with palms toward heavenPeople come in circles and squaresSome are hearts but they're quite rareTold me stories of his childhoodOf mistakes that he had madeTold me, ?Don't you make the same onesBecause love is not a game.?Live your life with eyes wide openBide your time with palms toward heavenPeople come in circles and squaresSome are hearts but they're quite rare?I don't want you to be like me,SongtexteI want you to be a heart.?But I said, ?No, Grandpa, you're different.Take a look at what you are.?Grandpa didn't know what a heart he wasWhen You see him, tell him for me Jesus.Grandpa died with eyes wide openGrandpa died with palms toward heavenPeople come in circles and squares Some are hearts but they're quite rareGrandpa was one of these heartsTake a look at what you are Aus Songtexte Mania