Grace

There's a place on the planet

Where I can lean, where I can rest

It's in your arms, on your chest

I am out of balance, in a state of Grace...

State of Grace...

I am scared of taking too much space

For us it was always the case

I am on the way to find my place

Here and now in a taste of Grace...

Taste of Grace...

I hear a sound I hear the bass

Like a fist in my face

I am a new born out of the nest

I was touched by Grace...

Touched by Grace...

I hear the bass, I hear the bass

In my face, in my face

Touched by Grace...