A life not worth anything but moving and pretending.
Pick me up again, like you did when we met.
Eyes wide, hearts close, and me in your arms.
When I told you I felt safe, and couldn't face harm
every time that you hold me, well,
it wasn't a lie.
You're the reason tears of joy could fall from my eye.
And each night I lie awake dreaming
wondering why you chose me.
You could've captivated any girl that you see.
I was broken and fragile, and a little bit lost.
But somehow you decided my love was worth the cost.
And if I were to write out this story
of the life I have lived
it would tell of a love overwhelming
that never fails to give.
I was lost and uncertain, facing years in the night
but you whispered to me so surely
that we'd both be alright.
Love was a word I'd once dreamed up
for the higher up stars.
But now its the core of my being.
And we can call it ours.
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