كلمات Grace

Like a fire, your eyes make a marking in my soul But you're in my initials in letters of gold Pastures and ram, I'm waiting here alone You are all of my heaven, and I'm but a tree standing thankful in praise of your might over me I'll taste your life and be the sweet divine Am I worthy enough? Could you learn to love? Oh, that I am everything could be I'll do the things you ask of me I'm the wheel I want you all with missions, I'll conquer the world If you get lost, I will find you Come to the rescue and in order the stands I'll fight, with the lover Only the grace of your blessing in me Could have washed me the shore safe away from the sea That I had cracked in where I nearly jumped I'm the tree that you grow with your heavenly mind You water my roots and you feed me with light I taste your life, eagerly, so good Even brave mothers, trouble, a child gentle angel Move by the touch of your dangers Softest the whispers I wait for your wish, my command Now, if you're lost, I will be for you If you were tears, I would cry If you asked me for miracles, I'd walk on air I'd do anything just to be me