But for the grace of God, she cries herself to sleep

Because the grace of God is something she can't keep.

Oh, it won't be long

Before their hold is broken

No, it won't be long

Until we find our home.



It's for the good of you I write sweet melodies

They'll cast the first stone when the last one's out of reach

Oh, it won't be long

Before their hold is broken

No, it won't be long

Until we've found our home.



Forget where to begin

Mother, I have not sinned

I have not sinned



But for the grace of God, she cries herself to sleep

But now the grace of God's the reason why she weeps

Oh, it won't be long

Before their hold is broken

No, it won't be long

Until we find our home.



When summer comes

Light my life

Snow will melt away





I was born again, I was born again

Not into the world they put me in

She was born again, she was born again

Not into the world they put her in





The hope and the spirit

I'd rather not feel it

The hope and the spirit

I'd rather not fear it