Miss Grace
She walks through the crowds
Taking orders and dispensing hearts

Miss Grace
She hides behind clouds
She sleeps in my dreams and ignores all my shouts

Miss Grace
I caught your eye whispering about me
So I guess its customary to be the things we both wanna see

Miss Grace
I’ve been told we aren’t meant to be
Because of the frivolous fact that you got a few years on me

Miss Grace I need you to understand
Age is nothing but a number when you want something like I wanna hold your hand

Miss grace I guess its starting to show
Ive wanted you since I first saw and you still don’t know
Last edited by FeatherBreeze at Jan 23, 2007,