Alistair M. Cowan lyrics

Saving Grace

Break my fall,
Be there when I call,
Hold my head when I'm sick in bed,
And I've drunk a little bit much last night,
And I've got the taste for waste,
And I need to be brought back down
For all these things she shines on,

She's my saving grace.
She's my saving grace.

Understand,
Offer me a hand,
Light a light when it seems my dreams,
Have all but faded away.
When I've nothing to give but I take it all,
For all these things she shines on,
She's my saving grace,
She's my saving grace,
She's my saving grace.

Understand,
Offer me a hand,
For all these things she shines,
For all these things she shines,
For all these things she shines . . . . . on,

She's my saving grace,
She's my saving grace . . . .

From Why Can I See Stars. © Alistair Cowan