Single / Track
Grace (Live at BBC Late Show, London, UK - January 1995)
Lyrics
There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Oh, it's my time coming, I'm not afraid
Araid to die
My fading voice sings of love
But she cries to the clicking of time
Of time
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Fire
And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Ah, drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
Oh, my love
And the rain is falling and I believe
My time has come
It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Fire
It reminds me of the pain I might leave
Leave behind
And I feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
I'm not afraid to go, but it goes so slow, oh
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Wait in the fire, wait, ooh-ooh