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'd could feel so low,
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 could love you much better than this
Full of Grace
Full of Grace
My Love.
So it's better this way, I said
having seen this place before.
Where everything we say and did,
hurts us all the more.
It's just that we stayed too long
in the same old sickly skin,
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.
-Sarah Mclachlan
