[Verse 1]
They preach in their Sunday best
Gold frames on the same old text
You smirk in my thrift store dress
Say
“Baby
We’re blessed
Just different”
You pour me your last red wine
Laugh loud
Cross that crooked line
If grace is a grand design
We’re scribbling hearts in the margins
[Chorus]
They say there is nothing like God’s love
But honey
I say
Let’s give Him a run for His money
Let’s burn every doubt away
If heaven is all that they dream of
Then why do I feel
Like touching your hand in the back of this bar
Is the truest thing I’ve ever felt so far
[Verse 2]
Old choir on the radio
Your head on my shoulder
Low
You whisper
“We’re gonna glow
Even if nobody sings our story”
You kiss all my sharpest fears
Salt skin
Sacramental tears
If someone is keeping score
We’re throwing the cards on the floor
[Chorus]
They say there is nothing like God’s love
But honey
I say
Let’s give Him a run for His money
Let’s bet every breath we take
If heaven is all that they dream of
Then why does it feel
Like dancing with you in a half-broken room
Is a miracle that finally came true
[Bridge]
If this is wrong
Why does it heal? (oh yeah)
If this is fire
Why does it feel
Like every sin got washed away
Each time you pull me close and say
[Chorus]
They say there is nothing like God’s love
But honey
I say
Let’s give Him a run for His money
Let’s dare every rule they made
If heaven is all that they dream of
Then maybe it’s real
’Cause loving you hard in a world so cruel
Feels holy enough
Feels holy enough to me