Did you know


    the way time stops when our eyes meet?


    The way that everything else fades out of my mind?


    Did you know


    I hear your name in each heartbeat?


    That you’re the one my soul was always meant to find?


    Did you know


    I’ve never felt this way before?


    I didn’t know that it was possible at all.


    Did you know


    no matter how much I get, I want more?


    The more you raise me up, the harder that I fall.


    I hope you did, but if you didn’t,


    I wanna tell you endlessly.


    Don’t want a second to go by that you don’t know


    you are the very best of me.


    Most people think my life is music.


    They hear me sing and they’re not wrong.


    But when they see the joy I feel up on that stage,


    I’m just the singer.


    You’re my song.


    Did you know


    I’m not the person that I was,


    and I have changed so many things inside of me?


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    Did you know


    that I’m so proud of that, because


    it made my arms a place that you could wanna be?


    Did you know


    that I feel safest when you’re holding me?


    You are the shelter I can build my life beneath.


    Did you know


    that I can feel your love re-molding me?


    I need your presence like the very air I breathe.


    I hope you did, but if you didn’t,


    I wanna tell you endlessly.


    Don’t want a second to go by that you don’t know


    you are the very best of me.


    Most people think my life is music.


    They hear me sing and they’re not wrong.


    But when they see the joy I feel up on that stage,


    I’m just the singer.


    You’re my song.


    Did you know


    that everything is falling into place?


    That my life is finally starting to make sense?


    Did you know


    that my whole universe is just your face?


    I never dreamed I’d find a love half this intense.


    Did you know


    the way I crave the sweetness of your lips?


    The way I ache for you each second I’m alone?


    Did you know


    that there’s a magic in your fingertips,


    and when you touch me, anywhere we are is home?


    I hope you did, but if you didn’t,


    I wanna tell you endlessly.


    Don’t want a second to go by that you don’t know


    you are the very best of me.


    Most people think my life is music.


    They hear me sing and they’re not wrong.


    But when they see the joy I feel up on that stage,


    I’m just the singer.


    You’re my song.