Grace

Grace Are you lonesome Love stays on fire The rain is gone A golden sky In a silent dream All sadness dies When sorrow streams Clear moonlight Tonight No clouds up high The wind cries Grace Oh what have you become Your bird just flew away His time had come A golden sky In a silent dream All sadness dies When sorrow streams Clear moonlight Tonight No clouds up high The wind cries Hold it on fire Feel pain and desire Red wine to let sorrow stream Hold it on fire Feel love and desire Red wine to let sorrow stream