She was out wandering alone She could have gone on and on that way
But she came unto this place And she found a friendly face And she took the name of Grace
So you see her at the store Or in the woods, or on your doorstep And you want to know more
Grace, I want to know you Grace, will you show yourself to me Grace, what would you say If I asked you to marry me today Are you the marrying type Grace, can I see you tonight
With a scent as fresh as soil And a smile that will spoil you
Grace holds you in her arms And you know you have to be her lover
Grace, I have been a fool Acting smart, playing it cool I never knew how badly I needed you And I promise I will sing your name
Even the wine needs the cup So come on in and fill me up Make me the vessel that holds you
When sacred meets mundane Mix yourself with me, haunt me