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In search of grace, 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 Many 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 a 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 Wonder what happened, become of her fate Got to get back to that sacred space That's why I'm always in search of grace All the people lit up when they saw her face Always with some sense of place Somebody said she went away When I'm always searching for grace Somewhere between sixty-seven or -eight SongtexteShe seemed to disappear from our street Some remember, none recall Just when she went off the radar All the people lit up when they saw her lovely face Always well, always well with a sense of place Always remembere peace in the night Well, I'm always searching for grace Aus Songtexte Mania