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