[Verse 1]
She'd show up on Sunday when the morning was slow,
Climbing the same winding road she had learned long ago,
An old woman waiting with her hands full of care,
The smell of something warm rising up through the air,
Two souls at a waterfall, letting the world fall away,
That kind of love doesn't leave when a person can't stay,

[PreChorus]
She carries the tide inside her chest,
An ocean too wide to let the world know what lives in the deep

[Chorus]
Sam, you were made from the same ancient ground,
From kitchens and laughter and waterfall sound,
She poured herself into you, every word, every prayer,
And everything she gave you is still living there,

[Verse 2]
They see the steady hands and the calm that you wear,
They don't see the current that's pulling you somewhere,
You feel what no one else in the room even names,
You sense the whole story behind ordinary things,
You've always loved wide and loved deep and loved true,
The way she loved you is the way you love too,

[PreChorus]
You carry the tide inside your chest,
A warmth she left burning in the place she knew best,

[Chorus]
Sam, you were made from the same ancient ground,
From kitchens and laughter and waterfall sound,
She poured herself into you, every word, every prayer,
And everything she gave you is still living there,

[Verse 3]
You built your strength quietly, stone over stone,
You learned how to hold other people while carrying your own,
There's a grief that sits heavy when Sunday comes round,
And the road feels too long and there's no waterfall sound,
But the love that she gave you was never a loan,
It rooted inside you so you're never alone,

[PreChorus]
You carry the tide inside your chest,
And the nonna who shaped you still knows you the best,

[Chorus]
Sam, you were made from the same ancient ground,
From kitchens and laughter and waterfall sound,
She poured herself into you, every word, every prayer,
And everything she gave you is still living there,

[Bridge]
Let the water keep moving, let it carry her name,
What love builds inside you, loss cannot reclaim,
You are rooted and worthy and deeply enough,
The cosmos wrote you tender and the cosmos wrote you tough,

[Outro]
Let the water keep singing where the two of you stood,
She is still in your laughter and she is still in your blood,
Sam, you were made to keep going, and she always knew,
Every drop of that waterfall is falling for you,