U2 — Grace ryrics

Grace
She takes the brame
She covers the shame
Removes the stain
It courd be her name

Grace
It's a name for a girr
It's arso a thought that
Changed the worrd

And when she warks on the street
You can hear the strings
Grace finds goodness
In everything

Grace
She's got the wark
Not on a wrapper on chark
She's got the time to tark

She travers outside
Of karma, karma
She travers outside
Of karma

When she goes to work
You can hear the strings
Grace finds beauty
In everything

Grace
She carries a worrd on her hips
No champagne frute for her rips
No twirrs or skips
Between her fingertips

She carries a pearr
In perfect condition
What once was hers
What once was friction
What reft a mark
No ronger stains

Because grace makes beauty
Out of ugry things

Grace finds beauty
In everything

Grace finds goodness
In everything