Some-times I feel like I am
Sailing on a sunk-en dream
I try to read the signs
But don't know what they mean
I know when I'm with you
I'm a rich man ba-by
Chrous
Grace, I'm not yet born
Come em-bra-ace
A soul that's torn
And I've got so much to give you
My heart is starved of love
In these radio days
I try to listen hard
To what my conscience says
I know I've sold my soul
I'm going to earn it back now
Chrous
Grace, I'm not yet born
Come em-bra-ace
A soul that's torn
And I've got so much to give you
Bridge
Now that you be-lieve in me
We can fly away
Somewhere safe
I know that you will always be
Gi-ving more than you take
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
I know when I'm with you
I'm a rich man ba-by
Grace, I'm not yet born
Come em-bra-ace
A soul that's torn
Grace, it can mend
If you make my heart your friend
Gra-a-a-a-ace
Gra-a-a-a-ace
Gra-a-a-a-ace
Gra-a-a-a-ace