In Search Of Grace

In search of grace But I can't find no trace How could she just disappear from the street Some remember, none recall Just when she slipped off the radar It was somewhere between sixty-seven or -eight Men, they are concerned with her fate People lit up when they saw her face All was well with a sense of place In search of grace But I can't find no trace How could she just disappear from our streets Some remember, none recall Just when she went off the radar Somewhere between sixty-seven or -eight Don't know what happened, became of her fate Got to get back to that sacred space in search of grace All the people lit up when they saw her face All was with a sense of place Somebody said she went away Well, I'm always searching for grace It was somewhere between sixty-seven or -eight She seemed to disappear from our state Some remember, none recall Just when she went off the radar All the people lit up when they saw her lovely face All was well, all was well with a sense of place All was remembered, peace in the night Well, I'm always searching for grace