Home of Grace Songtext

von Paul Colman

What do you do when people are talking?
Talking about you and you can't listen
What do you do when you hear what they're saying?
And you know it just ain't true

What do you do when people are sharing?
Half made truths through Chinese whispers
Damned of you don't speak damned of you do
And you pray just to make it though

Well you hold your head up strong
And you learn to carry on
And you fly away
To the home of grace

What do you do when people are walking?
Walking a line that's crooked and broken
All you want to do is to turn on the light
But you know that it can't be you

What do you do when you know it's in you
And everyone to believe the first thing
That you hear and to make your mind
Before you know it's true

I've asked you to turn on the light
I've asked you to reconcile
But I see a sign on your door
Saying grace doesn't love here anymore

Standing at the station

Standing at the station waving my lover goodbye
Snow falling heavy in the lonely January sky
As the train jerks forward I'm frozen stiff with pain
And I'm clinging to the hope that I'll see my love again
Grey smoke stinging my eyes as you pull away
Just two more helpless victims of war parting ways

Oh God it's 1942
I wonder what I'm going to do
Is he ever going to hold our un-born child?
And I standing frozen to the station
And I cannot move

All in a moment I see my life flash by
It's not just me he's leaving another waits inside
And now the train's out of sight
Is it ever going to be the same?
And I'm clinging to the hope that I'll see my love again
I slowly tear myself away toward our happy home
But it's never been the same since you've been gone