Holy Heartstrings
(mmm-mmm) Saw the red dirt chapel
through the cedar pines
You reached for my fingers right at closing time
Never knew a blessing
till I held your hand
Felt like holy water
on a parched dry land
I spent years just drifting through the dark
Till your quiet grace lit up my
heart
It's a sacred kind of love we found out here
Like a whispered prayer ringing pure and clear
Heaven isn't miles up above the blue
It's right across the kitchen
looking back at you
(amen,
looking back at you)
We don't need stained glass to feel the peace
Just the evening wind
bending summer wheat
Every breath you take feels like grace repaid
Best kind of miracle
the good Lord made
Let the heavy worries drift away
We are sheltered in this quiet way
It's a sacred kind of love we found out here
Like a whispered prayer ringing pure and clear
Heaven isn't miles up above the blue
It's right across the kitchen
looking back at you
(yeah,
looking back at you)
Two souls tied in a knot so strong
After all the wandering,
we belong
Hand in hand till our hair turns gray
Walking down that faithful way
Looking back at you...
(sacred kind of love)
Just a humble grace
in the morning light
(ahhhh, amen)