I was born a child of grace
Nothing else about the place
Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
And it left me no illusions
I saw you in the curve of the moon
In the shadow cast across my room
You heard me in my tune
When I just heard confusion
Looking T́m
She's the wave, she turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child
She's slippy, you're sliding down
She'll be there when you hit the ground
She moves in mysterious ways
Lift my days, light up my nights, love