nThere's a place on the planetnWhere I can lean, where I can restnIt's in your arms, on your chestnI am out of balance, in a state of Grace...nState of Grace...nnI am scared of taking too much spacenFor us it was always the casenI am on the way to find my placenHere and now in a taste of Grace...nTaste of Grace...nnI hear a sound I hear the bassnLike a fist in my facenI am a new born out of the nestnI was touched by Grace...nTouched by Grace...nnI hear the bass, I hear the bassnIn my face, in my facennTouched by Grace...