Grace's Amazing Hands
Grace's amazing hands, they hold me.
They are soft as a feather bed.
They would never strike or scold me,
Cause they know the words that will work instead.
I always thought that love was frightening,
I always thought it'd be so rough.
Love has sent me down an angel, baby
I knew it was Grace, just by a touch.
Just by her touch.
Grace's amazing hands, they're ugly,
They're bruised by the blows that I have blown.
She knows well I don't deserve her,
But she laughs and says, That's the way love goes.
I always thought that love was frightening,
I always thought it'd be so rough.
Love has sent me down an angel baby,
And I knew it was Grace, just by her touch.
Just by her touch.
What did I do,
What did I say?
For love to smile down on me,
And show me amazing grace.
C'mon and show me grace
Grace's amazing hands are they're ugly,
But they are soft as a feather bed.
Las increíbles manos de Grace
Las increíbles manos de Grace, me sostienen.
Son suaves como una cama de plumas.
Nunca me golpearían ni regañarían,
Porque conocen las palabras que funcionarán en su lugar.
Siempre pensé que el amor era aterrador,
Siempre pensé que sería tan duro.
El amor me ha enviado un ángel, nena,
Supe que era Grace, solo con un toque.
Solo con su toque.
Las increíbles manos de Grace, son feas,
Están magulladas por los golpes que le he dado.
Ella sabe bien que no merezco su amor,
Pero ella se ríe y dice, Así es como va el amor.
Siempre pensé que el amor era aterrador,
Siempre pensé que sería tan duro.
El amor me ha enviado un ángel, nena,
Y supe que era Grace, solo con su toque.
Solo con su toque.
¿Qué hice,
Qué dije?
Para que el amor sonría hacia mí,
Y me muestre una gracia increíble.
Ven y muéstrame gracia.
Las increíbles manos de Grace son feas,
Pero son suaves como una cama de plumas.