| Lately Grace hasn’t been herself
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| And he’s noticed the change
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| Like forgetting friends they’ve known for years
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| And misplacing all her things
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| He’d make a joke and they’d both laugh
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| And blame it on old age
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| But it’s not funny anymore
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| She can’t remember her name
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| He believes way down deep she still knows who he is
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| Forty years of memories just can’t disappear like this
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| The doctors say it’s hopeless
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| Her past has been erased
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| So he’ll spend the rest of his life saving Grace
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| Raised five kids on a farmers pay
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| Vietnam took his son
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| But watching Grace live like this
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| Is the hardest thing he’s done
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| He sits there by her bed sometimes while she’s fast asleep
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| Tells her all about herself
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| Strokes her hair and weeps
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| The woman that he’s loved for years
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| Is trapped somewhere in the pain
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| Tonight he swears she smiled at him and almost spoke his name |