The greatest gift you ever gave me 

Was a faded, red broken ballerina 

And you would wind it up 

And it would barely move, and there would be no sound 

And you'd look up and say 



I'm your number one 

I'm your number one defender 

And I will understand 

When you are gone 

I don't need a raise, I don't need a paycheck 

I will understand 

I'm your number one 



I've always had this thing with bravery 

And I never wanted no one to believe me 

Or even see me, or understand 

I thought that maybe there would be this girl 

And she'd be just like me, but not like me 



I never thought that love would save me 

I've never been so happy to be wrong 

So thanks for the silence 

Thanks for the days 

Thank you for the ocean