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