Wi-Fi Can't Hold Your Hand

(Mmm... yeah...)

There’s a brand new screen in Mama’s room

With a nurse on call through some Zoom

But Mama’s eyes don’t light up right

Without a real hand holdin’ tight

'Cause Wi-Fi can't hold your hand

And tablets don’t understand

What a warm cup and soft voice can do

When the nights feel cold and blue

You can plug in all the high-tech plans

But love don’t run on data, man

This heartland truth still stands

Wi-Fi can’t hold your hand

They brought in robots with fancy names

Sayin' it’s progress, not a game

But they don't know the Sunday hymn

Or when to sit and just listen to him

They say the future's wired and grand

But Grandpa needs a voice, not a brand

'Cause Wi-Fi can't hold your hand

And apps can’t understand

How Grandma hums her lullaby

Or why she still tears up and cries

When someone brushes back her hair

Or helps her walk from here to there

This old-time love still stands

Wi-Fi can't hold your hand

(Mmm... still needs a human touch...)

Now don’t get me wrong, it helps some days

But chrome and code can’t learn her ways

She needs more than a blinking screen

She needs kindness in-between

'Cause Wi-Fi can't hold your hand

And circuits can’t understand

The stories tucked in wrinkled skin

Or the strength of where we’ve been

No app will laugh or cry with you

Like someone real would always do

So hear this old-time, working man

Wi-Fi can't hold your hand

Wi-Fi... can’t hold... your hand...