Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God, yeah I'd be lost But for the grace of God, yeah
was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace
(W con Yandel) Hemos reido, hemos llorado Hemos pasado juntos momentos Hermosos de nuestras vidas (La Revolucion) Gracias por estar aqui (Gracias) Tu
Give thanks and praises to the Most-I (Jah!); Give thanks and praises so high (so high). He will not deceive us my brethren; He will only lead us again
In perfect condition What once was hers What once was friction What left a mark No longer stains Because Grace makes beauty Out of ugly things Grace finds beauty In everything Grace
I would give up everything Before I'd separate myself from you After so much suffering I've finally found a man that's true I was all by myself for the
S'cuse me girl I know it's a bit embarrassing But I just noticed some tan lines On your shirt See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even
And I'm just standin' there, I can't say a word 'Cause everything's just gone I've got nothin', absolutely nothin' In one single moment your whole life
once was lost but now I'm found Was blind but now I see It was grace that taught my heart to fear And grace my fear relieved How precious did that grace
If the lies don't touch you, the truth will If I can't love you, then who will? When your friends are jumping ship When your crown begins to slip And
On the wrong end of the highway When a long night has no end When there's no one there beside me Till I hold you once again Thank God for the radio When
once was lost but now am found Was blind but now I see 'T was grace that taught my heart to fear And grace, my fears relieved How precious did that grace
' top the floodway on a Friday night The landscape's a fine and nat'ral sight Just cruisin' slow through the dark of night With Precious and Grace ev'
be loathsome I guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me without making me try? I try to be like Grace Kelly But all her
Over my shoulder, running away Feels like I'm falling, losing my day Cold and dry Cold and dry Fog out my daylight, torture my night Feels like I'm
CITIZENS OF OZ Ev'ry day, more wicked! Ev'ry day, the terror grows! All of Oz is ever on alert! That's the way with Wicked - Spreading fear where e'er
'd ever hoped for And a lot of what I hope for is Thanks to you No mountain, no valley No time, no space No heartache, no heartbreak No fall from grace