Verse 1
I know I haven’t always got it right,
And I know I’ve made some long, hard nights.
I’ve said the wrong things, missed the little signs,
And left too much on your heart instead of mine.
I know you’re tired of carrying the load,
Wondering if I’ll ever truly grow.
Believe me, no one’s harder on this man
Than the one I see when I wash my hands.
Pre-Chorus
I’m not asking you to lower the bar.
I’m asking you to see how hard I’m trying.
Chorus
Give me grace while I’m growing.
Don’t mistake slow for not going.
Every day I’m trying to love you better,
Trying to hold this family together.
If I stumble, pull me closer.
Don’t let frustration build a wall.
I don’t need you to carry me…
Just believe I’m giving you my all.
I’m still becoming…
The man I want to be.
Verse 2
You’ve walked farther down this road than me.
You’ve learned how to find a little peace.
I’m still figuring out how to quiet the noise,
Still learning how to use my voice.
When every little thing becomes a score,
I start wondering what I’m fighting for.
One more correction, one more “not enough”…
Sometimes love can sound a little rough.
But I know your heart.
And I know mine.
We’re both trying.
Chorus
Give me grace while I’m growing.
Don’t mistake slow for not going.
I’m changing one small piece at a time,
Even if it doesn’t happen overnight.
I’m not asking you to settle.
I’m not asking you to wait forever.
I’m just asking if you’ll walk beside me
While I learn to be better.
Bridge (Drop to acoustic)
Let’s quit keeping score.
Let’s quit trying to win.
If we’re both changing,
Then we’re both gonna bend.
Let’s trade “you should have”
For “how can I help?”
‘Cause I don’t want to be right…
I want us.
Final Chorus (Full band, uplifting)
Give me grace while I’m growing.
I’ll give you mine when you’re hurting.
Let’s keep choosing one another,
Even when it’s messy, even when it’s hard.
I’ll keep listening better.
I’ll keep loving stronger.
I’ll keep showing up tomorrow
Better than I did today.
And if you’ll keep believing…
I’ll keep becoming.
For you.
For our family.
For me.
Outro
Love isn’t found.
It’s built…
One grace at a time.
