Verse 1

You kept the porch light burning through the storm

A chipped blue mug still waiting by the sink

I came back carrying the years I’d worn

You said, “Sit down. You don’t have to explain.”

Pre-Chorus

And in that quiet kitchen, I could breathe

The smallest kindness gave the ground to me

Chorus

We are not finished, not even close

There’s still a road beneath our worn-out shoes

When you reach for me, I find my way

We can begin again today

Verse 2

The garden leaned beneath the winter rain

You tied the young trees upright with old twine

By spring, the little leaves came back again