Grace

Sometimes I feel like I am sailing on a sunken dream I try to read the signs but don't know what they mean I know when I'm with you I'm a rich man, baby Grace, I'm not yet born, come embrace a soul that's torn I have got so much to give you My heart is starved of love in these radio days I try to listen hard to what my conscience says I know I've sold my soul, I'm going earn it back now Grace, I'm not yet born, come embrace a soul that's torn I have got so much to give you Now that you believe in me, we can fly away somewhere safe I know that you will always be giving more than you take I know when I'm with you I'm a rich man, baby Grace, I'm not yet born, come embrace a soul that's torn Grace, it can mend if you make my heart your friend Grace, grace, grace, grace