Heartbeat of Us
(hmmm-mm-mm) It's a quiet morning
after heavy rain
It's a hand to hold when you're feeling the strain
No grand announcement,
no sudden spark
Just a steady hand guiding through the dark
It feels like coming home
When the winter wind starts to blow
It's a spark in the quiet room
Watching the wildflowers bloom (ooh-ooh-ooh)
It is patience in
the middle of a storm
Leaving room to breathe,
keeping secrets warm
It is knowing when
to speak and when to stay
Letting all the heavy armor fall away
It feels like coming home
When the winter wind starts to blow
It's a spark in the quiet room
Watching the wildflowers bloom (ooh-ooh-ooh)
It is not a roaring fire
It is not a wild desire
It's the light that stays on late
When there is nothing left but weight
Just a steady hand...
Guiding through the dark (hmmm-mm-mm)