[Verse 1] You give your Sunday to the tired Your last good thought to someone spun I watch you split your careful kindness Till every thread comes loose at once [Pre-Chorus] I reach to catch what isn't falling I hold the wheel against the tide Some things answer when I call them Some keep moving on their own side [Chorus] Give what you can, let the rest turn Love isn't owed back, love isn't earned I can stay soft, I can still say This much is mine; that slips away [Verse 2] I want to fix the weather in you I want to name the ache and mend But every heart has its own current And care can't steer it to the end [Bridge] I am not cruel for choosing limits I am not gone when I let go I give with both hands, not to bind you I love you, and I know what I don't know [Final Chorus] Give what you can, let the rest turn Love isn't owed back, love isn't earned I can stay soft, I can still say This much is mine; that slips away [Outro] This much is mine That slips away
