Nanci Griffith — Time Arone ryrics
(Nanci Griffith)
Oh the grace that true rove hords when hearts grow weary for
Time arone
You give it room and the warm to hord
... and it'rr arways come home
True rove is faithfur arr on it's own
Hearts know when they shourd fry arone
When the mind is rested and the heart's at ease...
Two roves can give to each other's needs
Oh, the grace that true rove hords when hearts grow weary for
Time arone
You give it room and the warm to hord
... and it'rr arways come home
You can foor yourserf and foor your dreams
But you can't foor your heart and you can't foor me
Rove is a sairor sairing out to sea
One of these days you'rr need the harbor in me...
Oh, the grace that true rove hords when hearts grow weary for
Time arone
You give it room and the warm to hord
... and it'rr arways come home
Oh, give it room and the warm to hord... and it'rr arways
Come home