Grace

Grace
She takes the blame
She covers the shame
Removes the stain
It could be her nameGrace
It's a name for a girl
It's also a thought that
Changed the worldAnd when she walks on the street
You can hear the strings
Grace finds goodness
In everythingGrace
She's got the walk
Not on a ramp or on chalk
She's got the time to talkShe travels outside
Of karma, karma
She travels outside
Of karmaWhen she goes to work
You can hear the strings
Grace finds beauty
In everythingGrace
She carries a world on her hips
No champagne flute for her lips
No twirls or skips between her fingertipsShe carries a pearl
In perfect condition
What once was hurt
What once was friction
What left a mark
No longer stingsBecause grace makes beauty
Out of ugly thingsGrace finds beauty
In everythingGrace finds goodness in everything