Holding my head high

I could lose my home

and still hold my head up high 

Brick and walls can be rebuilt

Keys can be replaced

But losing my heart

is something else

It's not a roof

It's the place I let you in 

I chose you

I'm standing true

I'm giving space

Not silence as a weapon

Don't ask me to prove

What I've already given

Meet me with truth

or let me keep my grace

I've survived worse

But I don't want to survive this 

I want to love through it