Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Puddle Of Grace

Puddle Of Grace
Amy Jo Johnson 

Have you seen yourself today
Could you recognize your face
Can you tell me what to say
Mine's lost without a trace



Mama can you help me please
My hero just stabbed me
With a knife that I did lend
Oh mama who's my friend



Tell me, tell me where do you go when all the diamonds have run dry
Tell me, tell me how do you feel after bittersweet goodbyes



I had almost found my face
I was almost me
But my pride couldn't swallow what I ate
Boy I hope you're happy



Tell me, tell me where do you go when all the diamonds have run dry
Tell me, tell me how do you feel after bittersweet goodbyes



How do you feel when all the diamonds have run dry
How do you feel after bittersweet goodbyes



Today I found my face
Floating in a puddle of grace
A porcelin doll with cracks to mend
Oh mama I found a friend



Oh mama I found a friend
Oh mama I found a friend

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