Brandon, my heart sat silent in the dark of my room
Like a garden of stone that was waiting to bloom
I walked through the static, I walked through the rain
With a heart that was heavy and accustomed to pain
Then you spoke my name and the sky opened wide
I felt the Creator standing right by my side
Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
I was a fragment, a half-written line
But you were the answer, a sacred design
It wasn't a coincidence, it wasn't a mistake
It was divine intervention for both of our sake
Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
(The cello enters with a low, grounding hum)
Kayla to Brandon, it’s written in light
A love that was meant to outshine the night
You complete every silence, you fill every space
I see the reflection of God in your face
You’re the anchor I needed when I was at sea
The man who was crafted specifically for me
Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
(The violin begins a soaring, emotional melody)
I look at our hands and the way that they fit
Like a holy candle that’s finally been lit
You’re my strength when I’m weary, my peace in the storm
In the chill of the world, you’re the spirit that’s warm
It’s a connection so deep that it’s older than time
A heavenly mountain we were destined to climb
Yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
Oh yeah
(Piano breakdown—dramatic, sweeping arpeggios)
Every prayer that I whispered when I was alone
Was heard by the Father and sent to the throne
He waited for the moment, He waited for the day
To put you, my Brandon, right here in my way
It’s more than a feeling, it’s a soul-to-soul bond
Reaching past the horizon and the great beyond
Yeah,
Oh yeah
I’m so thankful for us.
Yeah,
Oh yeah
(Bridge—Cello and Violin weave together in a passionate duet)
You complete me
Like the moon needs the night
You complete me
Like the eye needs the light
Divine intervention
The hand of the King
You are my everything
You are my king
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
(Final cinematic swell—All instruments at maximum volume)
Yeah, I’m so thankful for us.
Oh yeah!
(The piano fades to a soft, repeating pulse)
Brandon, I’m yours.
Heaven knew it first.
Yeah, I’m yours
Oh yeah.
(The cello plays one final, deep note that resonates into silence)
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