What if we stop having a ball
What if the paint chips from the wall
What if there's always cups in the sink
What if I'm not what you think I am?
What if I fall further than you
What if you dream of somebody new
What if I never let you in, chase you with a rolling pin
Well, what if I do?
What if our baby comes in after nine
What if your eyes close before mine
What if you lose yourself sometimes?
Then I'll be the one to find you safe in my heart
Cuz I am giving up
on making passes
I am giving up
on half-empty glasses
I am giving up
on greener grasses
I am giving up
for you
~Ingrid Michaelson
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wow.
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