Grace
Grace, she takes the blameShe covers the shameRemoves the stainIt could be her name
Grace, it's the name for a girlIt's also a thought that changed the worldAnd when she walks on the streetYou can hear the stringsGrace finds goodness in everything
Grace, she's got the walkNot on a ramp or on chalkShe's got the time to talkShe travels outside of karmaShe travels outside of karmaWhen she goes to workYou can hear her stringsGrace finds beauty in everything
Grace, she carries a world on her hipsNo champagne flute for her lipsNo twirls or skips between her fingertipsShe carries a pearl in perfect condition
What once was hurtWhat once was frictionWhat left a markNo longer stingsBecause Grace makes beautyOut of ugly things
Grace finds beauty in everythingGrace finds goodness in everything