The Song of You

I was so hard, hard like a stone

I was so brittle that the wind could've blown me out

I was so cold, cold to the bone

I was so little that I couldn't see myself

But you saw me, you saw me, me

I was a dam holding a flood

You were the one to say it's okay to let it free

You are the light shining through the leaves

The song coming on the breeze

And you called me, you called me

You saw me, you saw me, me

Now it's the song

The song of you

That's stuck in my head

No matter what I do

Now it's the song

The song of you

That's stuck in my head

No matter what I do