Grace

Artist: Wes King | Album: A Room Full of Stories | © 1997 Uncle Ivan Music / Sparrow Song

The small town I grew up in
Doesn’t look the same
Things are always changing
In this ever changing world
Some things for the better
Some things it’s hard to say
But when I look into this mirror
And think of all that’s brought me to this day
Sometimes it’s hard to bear
But I know this life is leading me somewhere

Grace will get me there
Grace will keep me there
The only thing that has me standing here is grace

The house that I was raised in
Still looks the same
And the room I used to dream in
Of how someday I’d change the world
Some things I’ve done better
Some things it’s hard to say
But when I look in this old mirror
Remember all my yesterdays
When I would say my prayers
That all of my somedays
Would lead me to somewhere