Grace-Michael Jones

Grace Cara Dillon Every time you touch my face Every time you touch my face I feel your soul's amazing grace Every time Every time you touch my face I'll try to love you tenderly I'll try to love you tenderly Loving you comes easily I'll try to love you I try to love you tenderly Take my hand don't look back Take my hand don't look back We'll take a ride on the railroad track Take my hand Take my hand don't look back We'll sing a song to the cities beat Where the white sheets hang above the dusty streets The songs we sing sound so sweet We'll sing a song to the city's beat I can tell that you need your sleep I can tell that you need your sleep We've been running round these lonley street I can tell I can tell that you need your sleep How much time do you think we got How much time do you think we got We had a little now we hope for lots Tell me How much time do you think we got Lets raise a glass to the ones we love Raise a glass to the ones we love spare a thought for the ones above Raise a glass Raise a glass Raise a glass to the ones we love Lets raise a glass to the ones we love Raise a glass to the ones we love spare a thought for the ones above Raise a glass to the ones we love