Shelter in the Storm

Verse 1]

I watched the clouds roll in on a porch without a roof,

Let the rain soak through my heart, never thought to move.

I stood with open arms, waiting for a coat,

Trying to hold a sinking world that couldn’t stay afloat.

I learned to dance with thunder, made a home inside the gray,

Built my walls around my hurt and pushed the help away.

When every hand that held me left me standing in the rain,

I learned to fear the shelter as much as I feared the pain.

I got good at standing in the weather,

But forgot what warmth could be.

Surviving kept me standing,

But it never set me free.

I don’t need a roof to call it shelter,

I need a heart that won’t turn cold.

Someone standing right beside me

When the nights get dark and the winds blow.

I’ve held up skies that weren’t mine to carry,

Walked through storms I didn’t choose.

Now I’m learning I can lower my guard

Without giving fear the chance to break through.

Real shelter ain’t a place to hide,

It’s a hand that stays when the clouds collide.

I kept my back against the doorway, afraid of what was inside,

I’d rather face the freezing rain than risk another goodbye.

Then you came without a promise that the storms would disappear,

You didn’t stop the thunder, you just stayed beside me here.

You never asked me to be fearless or pretend I had no scars,

You showed me I could face the weather without fighting it alone.

Pre-Chorus]

Maybe brave means taking one step

Toward a door you’ve never known.

Maybe strength is letting someone

Help you carry what you’ve held alone.

I don’t need a roof to call it shelter,

I need a heart that won’t turn cold.

Someone who can stand beside me

When the wind gets fierce and the night gets old.

I’ve held up skies that weren’t mine to carry,

I’ve walked through floods I didn’t choose.

Now I’m learning I can lower my guard

Without giving the storm a chance to break through.

Bridge]

For everyone who’s lost their footing,

Who’s been crushed beneath the weight,

You don’t have to earn compassion,

You don’t have to wait too late.

You can bend and still be standing,

You can break and still rebuild.

Sometimes the door you fear to open

Is the place your heart gets healed.

I don’t need a roof to call it shelter,

I need a love that doesn’t run.

Someone who won’t pull me backward

When I’m reaching for the sun.

I won’t hold up skies that aren’t mine to carry,

I won’t let old storms choose my road.

I’ll keep walking till I find that doorway,

And trust the heart that feels like home.

Let it rain, let the wild winds blow,

I don’t have to face them on my own.

I was never meant to carry the sky,

Sometimes shelter gives us strength to try.

Real shelter ain’t four walls and a door,

It’s finding someone who makes you fear the storm less than before.

Shelter is the heart that stays,

Even when the sky turns gray.