подстриглась.
забрала пропуск в мгомз.
нагулялась по коломенскому.
одну и ту же песню слушала целый день.
ничего дельного так и не сделала.

By Your grace You let me come talk to You
It's not that I'm worthy I thank you Jesus
For the love that You have shown

All of the words in all of my life that could never explain and never describe
All of my love, which is nothing to hide so I lift up my hands and I worship