jacky
I can hear the neighbors They're arguin' again And there hasn't been peace on our street Since who knows when I don't mean to listen in But the shoutin' is so loud I turn up the radio to drown it out And silently I say a little prayer But for the grace of God go I I must've been born a lucky guy Heaven only knows how I've been blessed With the gift of [YOUR] love And I look around and all I see Is your happiness embracing me Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God I can see that old man He's walking past our door And I've been told that he's rich But he seems so poor 'Cause no one comes to call on him And his phone it never rings He wanders through his empty home Surrounnded by his things And silently I say a little prayer, yes I do But for the grace of God go I I must've been born a lucky guy Heaven only knows how I've been blessed With the gift of [YOUR] love And I look around and all I see
