From the recording Along The Road
I wrote the beginnings of this song a long time ago. A young man, newly married. It found new life when Matt said “you should write a bridge.” It counterpoints Croce’s Time in a Bottle - I’ll take the gray hair and real life. The age is the price of happiness.
Lyrics
It is never the same, the past it is gone
For each minute that passes now baby, another one comes
there is something special between us, that I can’t name
I know when I get home, there’s a smile on my face
For my days with you, grow better each one
each day gone is replaced
My days with you, grow better each one
With each day gone, I am graced
If I could choose, a time to freeze and hold
I’d never trade that now baby, for us growing old
Not the first night I spent in your arms, oh no way
Not or wedding or honeymoon baby, I wouldn’t trade
CHORUS,
bridge
I am graced, I am graced, I am graced.
Graced like the sun in the morning it comes
And it shines on your beautiful face
graced like our children they’re growin I know it
and like you they always amaze
I am graced, I am graced .... chorus