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Lately Grace hasn't been herself |
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And he's noticed the change |
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Like forgetting friends they've known for years |
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And misplacing all her things |
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He'd make a joke and they'd both laugh |
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And blame it on old age |
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But it's not funny anymore |
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She can't remember her name |
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He believes way down deep she still knows who he is |
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Forty years of memories just can't disappear like this |
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The doctors say it's hopeless |
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Her past has been erased |
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So he'll spend the rest of his life saving Grace |
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Raised five kids on a farmers pay |
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Vietnam took his son |
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But watching Grace live like this |
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Is the hardest thing he's done |
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He sits there by her bed sometimes while she's fast asleep |
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Tells her all about herself |
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Strokes her hair and weeps |
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The woman that he's loved for years |
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Is trapped somewhere in the pain |
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Tonight he swears she smiled at him and almost spoke his name |
