Words are lost
Mouths are closed
Even through the silent pause
You take it all

Table talks
Getting through the car ride home
It could be a late night call
You take it all
Anchor to hold

You leave me room for my imperfections
When I’m a mess, then you jump right in
If I drift in the wrong direction
You turn the tide and you calm the wind

Any time every time I get lost you will find me
You will find me
Any time every time I get lost you will find me
You will find me

Faint applause
Empty rooms
Even when the crowds are gone
You take it all

Lines are crossed
Even when my mind’s consumed
I never mean to bruise your heart
But you take it all
Anchor to hold

You leave me room for my imperfections
When I’m a mess, then you jump right in
If I drift in the wrong direction
You turn the tide and you calm the wind

Any time every time I get lost you will find me
You will find me
Any time every time I get lost you will find me
You will find me