The winter here’s cold and bitter,
It’s chilled us to the bone.
We haven’t seen the sun for weeks,
Too long, too far from home.
I feel just like I’m sinking,
And I claw for solid ground.
I’m pulled down by the undertow,
I never thought I could feel so low,
And, oh, darkness, I feel like letting go.
If all of the strength and all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place.
I know I can love you much better than this:
Full of grace, Full of grace, my love
For what it’s worth, I’m sorry. I’m very very sorry… It broke my heart to tell you all those, and then have you do and say what you did and said. Wish I could take back my words, wonder if talking things out and communicating more would have saved it, but it’s too late. I’m sorry, I know I can love you much better than this: full of grace, full of grace.