If you ask me how I'm feeling
Was broken to peices
Now I'm healingIf you answer
How did I get through
Something stronger than me and you
As I look back I keep smiling
Coz through the heartache I kept fighting
I'm not perfect, some days I fall
I don't give up through it all
There has been a kiss of grace on my weary tearstained face
And I cannot walk away
>From this truth I know
I was carried in the arms of a stonger man
I was lifted by the angel's gentle hand
I was rescued from the eye of a raging storm
I was given wings to fly over it all
There's no other way to say it
Oh I was carried
I had given, life had taken
Till I had nothing but my aching
But in the desert, a river flowed
Until freedom had all I owned
There has been a kiss of grace on my weary tearstained face
And I cannot walk away
>From this truth I know
I was carried in the arms of a stonger man
I was lifted by the angel's gentle hand
I was rescued from the eye of a raging storm
I was given wings to fly over it all
There's no other way to say it
Oh I was carried
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