Secondhand Hearts

{intimate fingerpicked

acoustic guitar intro} {warm subtle pedal steel swell}

I built a life with careful hands,

A place to stand,

a future planned. A front door key,

a dream on wheels,

But no one knew how silence feels.

I watched my friends write family names,

While I kept learning different games.

I won at things the world could see,

But lost the one that mattered most to me.

Every goodbye left a little scar,

Still I drove my heart too far.

Thinking maybe this next light...

Would finally lead me home tonight.

{subtle brush snare rolls entry} 'Cause I'm not looking for forever in

one day, I'm just looking for someone who wants to stay.

Someone to laugh with when the world gets loud,

Someone to call when the night comes down.

I don't need perfect...

I don't need fate...

I just want someone Who chooses me before it's too late.

{soaring

string pad swells} She called at night just to say hello,

And somehow made the darkness slow.

We talked for hours,

dreams and fears, Like we'd been friends for years and years.

She said,

"You're a good man..." Those words still echo in my mind.

Funny how the sweetest things Can hurt the deepest

over time.

Maybe love is strange that way,

Sometimes hearts don't choose to stay.

Still I'd rather know the pain...

Than never hope at all again.

{swelling organic instrumentation}

Maybe I was never meant To race against somebody's clock.

Maybe all these broken roads Are leading somewhere I can't stop.

And if tomorrow finds my heart

Still carrying yesterday... I'll keep one light on in the dark...

In case love finds its way.

{soaring acoustic guitar lead} I'm still believing

forever starts this way,

With two strangers meeting on an ordinary day.

No fireworks... No perfect plan...

Just two tired hearts Trying again.

And if I've waited all these years...

Then maybe hope was worth the fight.

Because somewhere out there There's still an empty seat beside mine.

So until that morning finally comes,

I'll keep becoming who I am.

Not because I'm incomplete...

But because I still believe Love hasn't finished

Writing my story.

{fading out acoustic guitar chords}