Don't you think I want it too, baby, when I look at you

You'll miss the golden moment when everything aligned

Did it go on underground without a soul around?

Don't that make you wonder how God found the time? We're always waiting around for grace

To put a smile upon her race

Well, I'm sure she's got a pretty face than in the world Well, it's a real big place, your hands on mine

You know it happens honey all the time

Well, my hands going wild, well it wouldn't be wrong even if I tried

Tired of these goodbyes, tired of (?)

Tired of being tired of the process of being tired, of you being tired of me

I'm tired, tired, tired (tired, tired, tired), tired We're always waiting around for grace

To put a smile upon her race

Well, I'm sure she's got a pretty face in the world Well, it's a real big place, your hands on mine, you know We're always waiting around for grace

To put a smile upon her race

Well, I'm sure she's got a pretty face in the world

In the world, in the world, in the world

We're always waiting around for grace, oh