Tekster: Garden Variety. Grace.

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In the morning light
I looked for you
I felt your presence near
I ran into the mountains
And I shouted in the air
I heard your voice come whispering
As tears ran down my face
I hope that you've been listening for
You are my saving grace
There's nothing you can teach
That I don't already know
Said the foolish boy who was speaking
To the smiling girl
She said you know so much

You are the wisest of them all
And then she turned and walked away
And from grace I did fall
By the afternoon I settled down
And I waited for the night
The moon moved very slowly
As I turned out the porch light
I dreamed I was lost in a crowd
And then I saw your face
You whispered I still love you
And you are my saving grace