Grace:
words/music: Brandon Wiard

Behind the counter, dusting the register
and yours is the only face I see
well, Grace, what a name
what a face and what a beauty
fall on me

You have your coffee
and I have mine
who'd've ever thought
I'd start today this way
I' like to get to know you
maybe your last name
we could talk like this for hours

Grace, what a name
what a face and what a beauty
fall on me
f-all o-n me tonight I pray
f-all o-n me tonight I pray

And the world is brighter
and the night's a little lighter
just knowing you're in the world

So would you give yourself to me?
fall down on your knees if I was in the world?
would you forgive all the wrong I done
if I was in the world

Grace, what a name
what a face and what a beauty
fall on me

Behind the counter, dusting the register
and yours is the only face I see