Let them talk about your grace...

Don't you wear that cloak of sadness,
Let the hurried seasons race.
You're a prize of joyful madness,
Let them talk about your grace.

When a tear runs down your cheek now,
Like a silent, lonely guest.
With your hand, just make it weak now,
Look above and find your rest.

Don't you wear that cloak of sadness,
Let the hurried seasons race.
You're a prize of joyful madness,
Let them talk about your grace.

There's a living spring inside you,
Flowing strong and pure and deep.
Let its energy just guide you,
Secrets that your good days keep.

Don't you wear that cloak of sadness,
Let the hurried seasons race.
You're a prize of joyful madness,
Let them talk about your grace.

Open up a brand new chapter,
Trust yourself and all you do.
Walk right past the soul's disaster,
'Til your laughter rings so true.

Don't you wear that cloak of sadness,
Let the hurried seasons race.
You're a prize of joyful madness,
Let them talk about your grace.

Let them talk about your grace...