"Through The Eyes Of Grace" lyrics
"Through The Eyes Of Grace"
Grace and John are in their morning places
He looks at the paper, she looks straight ahead
Neither one is hungry, but they need to be fed
Yesterday the kids came by to see them
Celebrating 30 years of holding on
Lift a loving cup, a cup of number one
Look across the table John, look across the table to me
There's still a young girl in the old girls face
Look across the table honey
So the day begins, through the eyes of Grace
Late at night, when she can hear him sleeping
Reaching in the darkness for a dream or two
What she doesn't know is that he's dreaming too
Something in the mirror will remind her
Something 'bout the moonlight shining on the bed
Women don't get older, just a deeper shade of red
Tell me what to do Johnny, tell me what to do with all this freedom
Tell me what to do Honey, tell me what to do 'bout all my dreaming
Just to catch his eye when she's not looking, just to be surprised by such an old idea
Just to see your life seen thought the eyes of Grace
Look across the table John, look across the table to me
There's still a young girl in the old girls face
More than just a memory
So the day begins, through the eyes of Grace
Writer(s): Melissa Manchester
- AZLyrics
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- Melissa Manchester Lyrics
album:
"Don't Cry Out Loud" (1978)
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