By the hand he leads me

By the hand he leads me
By the heart he tugs
My little grandson 
He's the one!
Two years ago 
He wasn't even here
But now I cannot live
If I don't see him
Or hear his 
Precious little voice
He has me by the heart
He takes me by the hand
He leads me where
He wants to go
He is my sunshine
When the days are grey
He is that little voice
Who calls my name
"Nana; come and play!"
"Nana; come on this way!"