I was consumed, by a lifestyle I made destined to crash,
Beat up and bruised, by the flashbacks of my own past,
I tried to hide away, till I heard You (Jesus) say:
Lovely traces far behind you, turn around and you will see
Lovely traces to remind you, of everything that you’ve been through
And what it took to get you to Me.
But somehow you made, all that I wasted useful again
I thought I fell from grace, but you can’t erase...
I lost my direction,
Cause I couldn't see,
What a beautiful picture,
You would complete
Chorus twice..
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