Sweet Grace - Fernando Ortega

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