
The Kelly Song Collective
There But For The Grace Of Her​
There’s nothing so lonesome as this empty room
Feeling sorry for yourself, a house becomes a tomb
Sometimes it’s easy to sit down and cry
There but for the grace of her go I
Watching lives pass you by and sorry that you came
A body that was once so strong has become so lame
Praying you’ll be lifted up to kiss the sky
There but for the grace of her go I
Ten cents for twelve dreams is all I can afford
And there’s no use in asking help from any lord
I want to swim the ocean, I want to learn to fly
There but for the grace of her go I
So here’s to the water, here’s to the stars
Here’s to all the music that comes from this guitar
Here’s to a home and here’s how to fly
Mmmm…
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© Michael Worthington Music 1997

It's on the Song A Week project, but written years before. First song I wrote after listening to Townes' High, Low And In Between.