Lyrics Sweet Grace - Fernando Ortega

Sweet Grace

I thought I heard your voice
Last night
Carried on the wind
Singing lines from old songs
Calling out all our names again
I would have followed you
All the way back home
To where our lives were long
As bending rivers in the sun
Sweet Grace, mi alma Linda
I sing this song for you
Sweet Grace
And I imagine Heaven singing too
Singing out for you
I dream of your adobe house
Small beneath the stars —
The river and the silver moon
Behind the crumbling barn
I dream of beaded necklaces
Sparkling on your skin
The aspens turning golden
In the gray September rain
Sweet Grace
These memories bring me
Close to you once more
Your stories and your gentle laughter
Calling from your door
Sweet Grace, mi alma Linda
I sing this song for you
And I imagine Heaven singing
Angels dancing too
Dancing right along with you
Dancing along with you
I dream of the
Golden melting sunlight
The blue and silver moon
Sweet Grace, sweet Grace
I thought I heard your voice
Last night
Call your children home
Sweet Grace