grace

), with the moon inside her head, she's my source of grace, and grace is everywhere, she's cooking a meal for me, making sure i'm well, and i'm sure that when we're in heaven, i'll find, that she was actually an angel, she was actually an angel, she was actually an angel, in disguise, photobooth, capturing our youth, with our red wine lips, such broken-hearted fools, and she, laid on the floor with me, waited while i wept, and i'm sure that when we're in heaven, i'll find, that she was actually an angel, she was actually an angel, she was actually an angel, and onto the next life we fly, onto the next life we fly, ooh, onto the next life we fly