THREE HEARTS AGAINST THE TIDE Emotional cinematic ballad [VERSE 1] Three small shadows in a borrowed room, Paper names, quiet shoes, Waiting for a yes that never comes. We fold our hearts into Sunday clothes, Hoping for a family, But nobody ever chose. Three little sisters, three and five and eight, Too young to understand the hands of fate. They lost their mama, they lost their dad, But held on tight to the love they had. [PRE-CHORUS] So we ran where the world turns blue, Stole a board, chased the sun, Laughed like we were one. Salt on our lips, stars in our eyes, Never knowing how far we'd ride.
