Loving Your Soul (for him)

Brandon, my heart sat silent in the dark of my room

Like a garden of stone that was waiting to bloom

I walked through the static, I walked through the rain

With a heart that was heavy and accustomed to pain

Then you spoke my name and the sky opened wide

I felt the Creator standing right by my side

Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

I was a fragment, a half-written line

But you were the answer, a sacred design

It wasn't a coincidence, it wasn't a mistake

It was divine intervention for both of our sake

Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

(The cello enters with a low, grounding hum)

Kayla to Brandon, it’s written in light

A love that was meant to outshine the night

You complete every silence, you fill every space

I see the reflection of God in your face

You’re the anchor I needed when I was at sea

The man who was crafted specifically for me

Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

(The violin begins a soaring, emotional melody)

I look at our hands and the way that they fit

Like a holy candle that’s finally been lit

You’re my strength when I’m weary, my peace in the storm

In the chill of the world, you’re the spirit that’s warm

It’s a connection so deep that it’s older than time

A heavenly mountain we were destined to climb

Yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

Oh yeah

(Piano breakdown—dramatic, sweeping arpeggios)

Every prayer that I whispered when I was alone

Was heard by the Father and sent to the throne

He waited for the moment, He waited for the day

To put you, my Brandon, right here in my way

It’s more than a feeling, it’s a soul-to-soul bond

Reaching past the horizon and the great beyond

Yeah,

Oh yeah

I’m so thankful for us.

Yeah,

Oh yeah

(Bridge—Cello and Violin weave together in a passionate duet)

You complete me

Like the moon needs the night

You complete me

Like the eye needs the light

Divine intervention

The hand of the King

You are my everything

You are my king

Oh yeah

Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

(Final cinematic swell—All instruments at maximum volume)

Yeah, I’m so thankful for us.

Oh yeah!

(The piano fades to a soft, repeating pulse)

Brandon, I’m yours.

Heaven knew it first.

Yeah, I’m yours

Oh yeah.

(The cello plays one final, deep note that resonates into silence)