(Verse 1)
My shoulders crack under all this weight
Tryna be strong but I bend, I break
I keep my fears in a death-grip hold
Like I was ever meant to save my soul
You said, “Give it all, don’t pick and choose”
But I still cling to the parts I lose
Turn my panic into whispered prayers
Hoping You’ll prove that You’re really there
(Bridge)
I ask for Your hand, not Your face
Begging for answers, not Your grace
I want control, I want my way
And that’s the moment my faith starts to shake
(Chorus)
I pray all the time, not ’cause I’m okay
But ’cause I’m shattered in every way
Would I even move if I didn’t hurt?
Would I fall to my knees if life didn’t burn?
I wanna be better, but I’m scared to admit
Perfect weather never changes this
(Verse 2)
Life hits hard with a crooked smile
Frustration sticks around a while
Why do I carry what’s not mine?
Why do I bleed just to prove I’m fine?
You turn the pain into somethin’ wild
Like beauty born from a breaking child
But I gotta drop my pride, face my fear
Let confusion fade until it’s clear
(Bridge)
You wouldn’t build a life You’re not needed in
So when it’s dark, that’s where You begin
If I got everything I ever begged
I’d miss Your voice, go the wrong direction instead
(Chorus)
I pray all the time, not ’cause I’m whole
But ’cause I don’t know how to save my soul
Would I trust You if I always won?
Would I look for You if the answers came easy, fast, and done?
I wanna be better, I hate the mess
But perfect weather never taught me this
(Bridge)
You knew they’d leave
You knew they’d lie
Still loved the ones they threw aside
No changed heart, no bitter tone
You loved the broken like they were home
So when the rain hits my skin like truth
And the pain screams louder than You
I’ll listen close, not turn away
Let the storm say what I can’t say
(Final Chorus)
Thank You for the highs, but thank You more
For what destroyed me, shaped my core
Don’t let my failures bury me
Let ’em be the key that sets me free
I wanna be better, even if it hurts
Perfect weather never grows a heart like this
(Outro)
Water me with storms, tear me apart
Make me who You see, not who I am
I won’t be formed by comfort or ease
I’ll be made in the rain, on my knees