In perfect light On Saturday Your hands were warm And smile was A blade of grass In winter's grey A candle in A windowsill So sing Me a hymn Write me a song Bring me a flower Show me my wrong I will always love you You know You know You know I'm broken still You know I am The leaves can't hide The cardinal Our brokenness Is beautiful Our love is right When all is wrong Even when the waves come crashing in Even when the truth is hiding And my mind is turning Over and over again Our love is stronger