When the grace carries the slack
The perfect flight of the bird
Perceptive, reflective world
Like my tears made of that water
When grace carries me, baby
I carried you for a moment In the depths of me you grew
And then returned
into the stars
Now my angel,
somewhere you glow I can feel you deep in my heart
When the grace carries us, my child
Your precious love makes my soul grow
I can feel you deep in my heart Your precious love makes my soul grow
