Keep It Warm

I met a girl named Cheyenne, she was 8 years old
She told me she was married, deep down I thought that was wrong
She told me that her husband was 8 years old as well
I just smiled and I nodded, but deep down, I still think that’s weird
Her mama told me it was destiny, she couldn’t stand in the way
They acted like old lovers from the very first day
«Love comes when it comes,» she said, «you just never know
It could be when you’re a big kid, it could be when you’re 8 years old»
Chorus: She said
Light your candle in the dark, this world is cold even when it’s hot
You’re a borrowed soul, mama used to tell me that
She’d say, «keep it warm, keep it warm, some day you gotta give it back»
I met a woman named Gladys, she was 108. She said
«John will you promise to write a song that says it’s never too late
Oh I don’t wanna leave here,» she said, «but I suppose that I will
I just hope they give me free will up there like they gave it to me down here»
Chorus: She said…
I met a boy named Dakota, he was 3 years old
They asked him if he believed in Jesus, he said
«I just believe in the collective soul
Cause, John, when you think about it, it just makes the most sense
And if you ever doubt it just put your hand into someone else’s hand»
Chorus: He said…