John Quitte
Handful Of Grit
When the first sunlight Hits the morning dew I think of you And I wonder Why the seasons change People must rearrange     [CHORUS] Let me be a Handful of grit In your hour glass After you turned the glass For a new term to start There is one wish in my heart Just promise to Save me for eternity Deep in your memory     [CHORUS]
Lyrics by John Quitte -- Music by John Quitte