Thank God I Get This Part With You

There’s a softness in your fingers,

Tracing lightly down my spine.

Like you’re checking if I’m steady,

Asking if my heart’s still mine.

And I melt without you trying—

Every guarded place comes through…

’Cause the way you hold me gently

Feels like love I always knew.

Sometimes I close my eyes

Just to let the moment stay…

’Cause God knew what He was doing

When He sent your love my way.

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’Cause it’s the way you hold my heart when you pull me so much closer,

Every touch reminding me your love is real.

You’re not rushing, you’re not taking—just a tenderness that’s slower,

Showing me a warmth that lets me heal.

And I feel grateful in the quiet for the closeness we get to—

Baby, I feel chosen… in every gentle thing you do.

Yeah, it’s the way you hold my heart when the world feels hard to get through…

And I thank God I get this part with you.

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There’s a warmth I can’t explain

When your palm rests on the small curve of my waist—

Not to lead me any further,

Just to tell me that I’m safe.

You take your time with every moment,

Like you want to memorize my soul—

And I swear that kind of tenderness

Is what makes a woman whole.

And I never have to wonder

If your love is real or true…

’Cause the gentleness you give me

Feels like answered prayer come through.

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’Cause it’s the way you hold my heart when you pull me so much closer,

Every touch reminding me your love is real.

You’re not rushing, you’re not taking—just a tenderness that’s slower,

Showing me a warmth that lets me heal.

And I feel grateful in the quiet for the closeness we get to—

Baby, I feel chosen… in every gentle thing you do.

Yeah, it’s the way you hold my heart when the world feels hard to get through…

And I thank God I get this part with you.

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I don’t want to miss these moments—

I don’t want to take them lightly.

I don’t want to overlook

The love you give so kindly.

You remind me I’m still wanted,

In the softest way you move.

And I thank God He built something

That my heart can lean into.

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Yeah, it’s the way you hold my heart when your arms wrap right around me,

Like a promise you’ve been keeping all along.

How your hands remind me gently

This is where I have belonged.

And I thank God every night

For every quiet thing you do…

Baby, I feel chosen—every part of me feels new.

Yeah, it’s the way you hold my heart… when your love is slow and true—

And I thank God I get this part with you.

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So grateful it’s you…

Always you.