The Grace of Love

My heart is like a song I want to sing
I think I found the right one, grace for grace
She came to me like summer follows Spring
I still can feel her comfort’s warm embrace
She kissed me, and her passion matched my own
I didn’t plan to fall in love tonight
But now I know her grace, I should have known
That loving her would happen, and it’s right
The song I want to sing, that’s in my heart
is rhythmic, like the heartbeat of a man
who wants to be in love, but not apart
from her. I must devise a graceful plan
To be with you. To call you mine. It’s true
I found your grace, and I’m in love with you.