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