People manage to fall in love,
With a cloak in their hand,
Woven of human words and perfectly invisible,
It's a sacrifice of their lives,
Though not always a bad one,
It's got me wondering.

How do you give your heart away,
How do you hastily fall for nothing and everything at once,
How do you see His love inside your soul enough to return it?

I'm blasphemous,
Riding the silver lining and hoping He's more than just fiction,
Yet shooting the father, the son, and the holy spirit with no shame,
I'm sorry that I'm not sorry at all,
Through the darkest times,
I believed the most.

How do you give your heart away,
How do you hastily fall for nothing and everything at once,
How do you see His love inside your soul enough to return it?