I carry my mistakes
 And she carries them too
 When all I see are [bad word] black
 She shows me the blue

 I remember the tears in the morning
 The dread of the veil gently falling to the floor

 I'll never know divinity
 So inadequately I carve
 In meter and verse
 She believes in God
 But I believe in her

 When my ship [bad word] it's course
 She steers me back out to the sea
 She won't let [bad word] aground

 I've seen the storms she's met, I've seen the tears in secret shed
 She sees me as an eagle though I am just a crow
 She sees me as a diamond though I'm just a weathered stone

 I'll never know divinity, so inadequately I carve
 In meter and verse
 She believes in God, but I believe in her

 I stole a glimpse of you in pain
 And I'll take the image to my grave
 You look towards the heavens, and I look up to you
 I kneel because there are no words, an act will have to do

 She believes in God but I believe in...
 ...no divinity
 So inadequately I carve
 In meter and verse
 She believes in God, but I believe in her.