Wood and Warmth

Morning light filters through the old oak leaves Feet on the path

where the river bends slow

I carry the weight of the quiet days In the palm of

my hand where the stories grow

(soft hum)

Hold me here in the simple light Where the earth meets the

sky in a quiet sigh Let the wind carry what we don't

need

We're roots in the ground,

just you and I (ooh)

Shadows stretch long as the afternoon fades

Hands in the soil turning over the clay

We find our rhythm in the unspoken ways

A steady heart beating through the haze

(yeah) Hold me here in the simple light Where the earth meets

the sky in a quiet sigh

Let the wind carry what we don't need

We're roots in the ground,

just you and I (ooh)

In the hush between the notes we find The truth that lingers

when words unwind

Hold me here... roots in the ground

(soft ad-lib hums fading)