Grace
Amy martinShe was out wandering alone
Holy, but unknown
She could have gone on and on that way
But she came unto this place
And she found a friendly face
And she took the name of Grace
So you see her at the store
Or in the woods, or on your doorstep
And you want to know more
I want to know more
Grace, I want to know you
Grace, will you show yourself to me
Grace, what would you say
If I asked you to marry me today
Are you the marrying type
Come share my life
Grace, can I see you tonight
With a scent as fresh as soil
And a smile that will spoil you
For all others
Grace holds you in her arms
Tender and strong
And you know you have to be her lover
I want to be your lover
Grace, I have been a fool
Acting smart, playing it cool
I never knew how badly I needed you
Oh let me wear your ring
And I promise I will sing your name
Clear up to the heavens
Even the wine needs the cup
So come on in and fill me up
Make me the vessel that holds you
Every miracle is made
When sacred meets mundane
Mix yourself with me, haunt me