I carry my mistakes,
And she carries them too.
When all I see are bruises black,
She shows me the blue.
I remember the tears in the morning,
The dread of the veil gently falling to the floor.

I'll never know divinity,
So inadequately I write,
In meter and verse.
She believes in God,
But I believe in her.

When my ship has run it's course,
She steers me back out to the sea,
She won't let me run aground.
I've seen the storms she's met,
I've seen the tears in secret shed.

She sees me as an eagle,
Though I am just a crow.
She sees me as a diamond,
Though I am just a weathered stone.

I'll never know divinity,
So inadequately I write,
In meter and verse.
She believes in God,
But I believe in her.

I stole a glimpse of you in pain,
I'll take the image to my grave.
You look towards the heavens,
And I look up to you,
I kneel because there are no words,
An act will have to do.

She believes in God
But I believe in...

No divinity,
So inadequately I write,
In meter and verse.
She believes in God,
But I believe in her.