[Intro - acoustic guitar fingerpicking warm, light brushed snare, harmonica fill, vocal entering close and conversational]
I had it backwards
The whole time
I thought I was walking toward you
But you'd already crossed the room

[Verse 1 - conversational, list of small recognitions, warm]
You authored the eight-year-old
In the yellow dress
You authored the woman in the back
Who led me through the prayer
You authored the wanting
That walked me up the aisle
You authored the room
You authored the hush
You authored every step
Before I knew there was a step to take

[Pre-Chorus - warm lift, harmonica swelling]
I've been telling the story wrong
For thirty years
I thought it was the day I chose you
I thought it was the date I wrote down
But you'd been writing me
Since before the page was bound

[Chorus - warm, opening, harmonica swell, gentle admission rather than anthem]
You've been head over feet for me
Since before there was a me
Head over feet for me
Since before the world was wound
And I'm head over feet for the day
You walked into the room I was sitting in
With your name already on me
With the page already mine

[Verse 2 - more recognitions, the production reframed as His authoring]
You authored *Just As I Am*
You authored the piano
You authored the preacher
With his slow voice on the call
You authored the card in the pew
The date in the back of the Bible
You authored the certificate
That hung on my bedroom wall
You authored every prop
Because you'd already authored me

[Pre-Chorus]
I had it backwards for so long
I thought the moment was the cause
I thought the date was the ground
But the ground was older than the date
The ground was a hill
The ground was a Friday
The ground was you

[Chorus]
You've been head over feet for me
Since before there was a me
Head over feet for me
Since before the world was wound
And I'm head over feet for the day
You walked into the room I was sitting in
With your name already on me
With the page already mine

[Bridge - sparse, vocal close, harmonica solo, drums dropping then climbing softly]
There WAS a Decision Day
There WAS a yes that fixed it
But the yes wasn't mine
The yes was yours
The yes was *It is finished*
On a hill, on a Friday
Before there was a me to ask
*No man cometh unto me*
*Except the Father draw him*
And you drew

[Final Chorus - widening, light vocal harmonies, warm]
You've been head over feet for me
Since before there was a me
Head over feet for me
Since before the world was wound
And I'm head over feet for the Author
Who'd been authoring me
Before there was a day to decide
Before there was a me to choose
The Decision was yours
The Decision was yours

[Outro - acoustic strum settling, harmonica fading, vocal close]
The Decision was yours
The Decision was yours
Head over feet
Head over feet
The Decision was yours