Seeds in the Cracks

“Seeds in the Cracks”

Verse 1

When your heart is broken open

And the pieces hit the ground,

It’s easy to believe

There’s no good left to be found.

But love has a way of whispering

Through the hurt you’re standing in—

“Every ending is a garden

Waiting for the light again.”

Chorus

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

You trust that something tender

Can still rise up from the pain.

You keep believing in the sunlight,

Even when the night remains—

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

Verse 2

There’s a bravery in trying

When you’ve lost so much before,

In opening your hands again

When they’ve trembled at the door.

But love grows in the smallest ways—

A soft word, a steady hand—

And every fragile hope you water

Learns to bloom where you stand.

Chorus

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

You trust that something tender

Can still rise up from the pain.

You keep believing in the sunlight,

Even when the night remains—

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

Bridge

Maybe healing isn’t sudden,

Maybe hope is slow and true—

A quiet green beginning

Breaking through the old and blue.

And every time you choose to love,

Despite the weight you’ve known,

You’re proving to the world

How beautifully a heart can grow.

Verse 3

So here’s to every dreamer

Who keeps trying anyway,

Who waters all the tender things

That fear might wash away.

Love will find its way back in—

It always does, somehow—

And the garden you are planting

Will be stronger than you know.

Final Chorus

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

You trust that something tender

Can still rise up from the pain.

You keep believing in the sunlight,

Even when the night remains—

When your heart is broken,

You plant seeds in the cracks

And pray for rain.

Outro

And one day you’ll see the blossoms

Where the sorrow used to reign—

Proof that love returns

To every heart

That prays for rain.