Grace

Oh, no, no, no, no...
They said she never would amount to much...
A long, long list of reasons why the world would drag her down...
And lies, lies, lies, lies they may be true but what's the difference now, she's gone...
And pride, pride, pride, pride may have made a change to help her out, but it couldn't now
She's high on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is supposed to be, with me
And all the while counting the memories til the coming day of Grace...
I smile, smile, smile, but it doesn't seem to fill the empty space...
So why, why, why, why, why do the good things seem to wash away from me, I don't know...
And I miss her so, and her reflection in the pool of life, she's gone bye bye
Too high on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet me in the place to be, you see?
High on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is supposed to be...
She's high on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is supposed to be
Come fly higher, higher, higher, higher
Grace