Ultraphonic Grace
Oh, no, no, no, no...
They said she never would amount to much...
A long, long list of reasons why the world would drag
her down...
And lies, lies, lies, lies they may be true but what's
the difference now, she's gone...
And pride, pride, pride, pride may have made a change
to help her out, but it couldn't now
She's high on a wing to see the world above
everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is
supposed to be, with me
And all the while counting the memories til the coming
day of Grace...
I smile, smile, smile, but it doesn't seem to fill the
empty space...
So why, why, why, why, why do the good things seem to
wash away from me, I don't know...
And I miss her so, and her reflection in the pool of
life, she's gone bye bye
Too high on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet me in the place to be,
you see?
High on a wing to see the world above everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is
supposed to be...
She's high on a wing to see the world above
everything...
Come and fly on a wing to meet the place she is
supposed to be
Come fly higher, higher, higher, higher
Grace