Sweet Grace Fernando Ortega

I thought I heard your voice
Last night
Carried on the wind
Singing lines from old songs
Calling out all our names again

I would have followed you
All the way back home
To where our lives were long
As bending rivers in the sun

Sweet Grace, mi alma Linda
I sing this song for you
Sweet Grace
And I imagine Heaven singing too
Singing out for you

I dream of your adobe house
Small beneath the stars -
The river and the silver moon
Behind the crumbling barn

I dream of beaded necklaces
Sparkling on your skin
The aspens turning golden
In the gray September rain