There are no saints here

There Are No Saints Here – 60s Country Version [Intro – soft pedal steel, slow brushed drums] Verse 1 He brings me flowers in the mornin’ Sets ’em down beside the bed Says he doesn’t talk about his past But he kisses me instead There’s a scar across his wrist now Says it’s from when he was young I don’t ask too many questions ’Bout the things he’s never done Pre-Chorus Lord, I thought my prayers were answered When he walked into my life He holds me like he’s heaven Every single night Chorus His halo feels like home to me Like shelter from the storm I don’t see the shadows When he’s keepin’ me warm If there’s darkness in his heart I don’t wanna know His halo feels like home to me And that’s enough for now Verse 2 He stays up late in the kitchen Says he’s got some work to do I leave a cup of coffee Like a faithful woman should There’s a box inside the closet With a lock I’ve never tried Some things are better left alone Some truths you let slide Pre-Chorus Lord, I thank You for the mercy Of a love that feels this strong Even if it ain’t all right It still feels wrong to call it wrong Chorus His halo feels like home to me Like shelter from the storm I don’t see the stains there On the sleeves he’s worn If there’s blood beneath the surface I won’t let it show His halo feels like home to me And that’s enough, I know Bridge – softer, steel crying Last night I heard the front door close Long after I’d gone to sleep I pulled the covers to my chin And prayed my soul to keep Final Chorus His halo feels like home to me Safe as Sunday light I don’t need to know the truth If he holds me tight If loving him’s a sin somehow I’ll carry it alone His halo feels like home to me And I’m not leavin’ home Outro – steel fade He kisses my forehead gentle And tells me not to fear I close my eyes and hold him close There are no saints here