She'll find a treasure in a thrift store,
Something someone else threw out,
And she'll take it back home with her
And work a miracle somehow.
What was junk
Then becomes
Something beautiful.
I felt like Jesus, He wouldn't want me.
That's how lost I thought I was,
When forgiveness, it seemed beyond me,
So unworthy of love,
But even in me,
She's finding
Something beautiful.
Well, she takes the lost and the broken,
(lost and the broken)
She finds a way to make them shine,
(way to make them shine)
And I don't know how she does it,
(know how she does, she does)
But she does it every time.
(every time.)
She says "the difference
Between what we see
And what might be is such a fine line.
Oh, there's nothing
That can't be
Something beautiful."
Oh my
(Scat break)
So unworthy of love,
But even in me,
She's finding
Something beautiful.
Well, she takes the lost and the broken,
(lost, broken)
She finds a way to make them shine,
(finds a way)
And I don't know how she does it,
(know how she does it)
But she does it every time.
(she does it every time.)
She says "The difference
Between what a we see
And what might be is such a fine line,"
To her there's nothing
That can't be
Something beautiful.
Oh, there's nothing
That can't be
Something beautiful.