Leaves on the ground, waiting but there’s no sound
Years go by, layers of love, lust, fire
Ice all around, everything lost and found
(Take me, hold me, save me, keep me safe)
Blankets of dirt, collections of dreams and hurt
(Memories buried lately in this place)
Nobody has to know
I’ll be the warmth when your heart’s growing cold
And you’re on your own
I’ll be the compass that points you to north
I will be your keeper
Ooh, ooh
Sand and stone, struggles to claim and own
(Take my burden, I can’t bear the weight)
Wars lost won, promises come undone
(I’ve been fighting, trying not to break)
Nobody has to know
I’ll be the warmth when your heart’s growing cold
And you’re on your own
I’ll be the compass that points you to north
When you’re lost along the road
I’ll be the voice of an old favorite song
Taking you back home
I’ll be the guard at the top of the tower
I will be your keeper
Nobody has to know
Ooh, ooh
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