I can hear the neighbors
They´re arguing again
And there hasn´t been peace on our street
Since who knows when
I don´t mean to listen in
But the shouting 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 have 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
Surrounded by his things

And silently I say a little prayer, yes I do
But for the grace of God go I
I must have 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 look around and all I see
Is your happiness embracing me
Oh Lord I´d be lost
But for the grace of God
Oh Lord I´d be lost
Yeah

But for the grace of God
Oh Lord I´d be lost
Yeah