Grace Letra

I don't believe in that

When the hotels are all filled up
And the headlights are shining in your face
And the call comes mostly from inside
Will you still refuse his grace?

I'm okay pretty much most of the time, I guess
There's still people that I miss
And I can recognize myself in you more or less
Are you listening to this?

I was born with a great big hole inside
Filled it up with all kinds of ways
And I started listening, swallowed my pride
And he filled it up with grace

Those clothes you wear don't cover up your sin
Your smile doesn't hide your pain
Let me tell you how it feels to be washed from within
Let his grace come down like rain

When the hotels are all filled up
It's cold and the headlights are shining in your face
When the call comes mostly from inside
How can you refuse his grace?

When the call comes mostly from inside
How can you refuse his grace?