I Am A Saint And A Sinner

I Am A Saint And A Sinner

I am a saint, I am a sinner,

For my man, I am his winner.

Through the fire, through the rain,

I take his joy, I bear his pain.

Soft as a prayer, fierce as a fight,

I guard his heart both day and night.

If he stumbles, I will stand,

Lifting him with steady hands.

I am light, I am shadow,

Golden dawn and midnight hollow.

For my man, through thick and thin,

I lose, I fall—yet always win.

Through storms and through calm,

I am his peace to his steady palm.

In his laughter, in his cries,

I see the world within his eyes.

Bound by love, yet wild and free,

He is him, and I am me.

Yet in his arms, I’ve come to know,

Home is more than walls can show.

So saint or sinner, loss or gain,

Through the pleasure, through pain,

For my man, I’ll rise, I’ll shine,

His heart is his, he is forever mine.