I picture you on a Sunday morning in a life
that's gotten simple
A book between your knees
decaf in your hands, sunlight in your dimple
You're smilin' at the world you've wanted
as he puts his hands through your hair
No one would believe anybody else
had ever even been there

He'll love what you love and he'll hate what you hate
When you plan out your future, he won't hesitate
You'll both have such deeply compatible dreams
He won't love you more but you want the same things
His perfect version of Saturday night
Will be home on the couch and in bed by nine
When he tells you he's stayin'
you'll know it's forever this time

It's inevitable, eventually
You'll find who you thought I'd be

You can put me in a story
about someone inconsistent
Who comes up time to time, helps you to compare
How he treats you different
You can summarize me as a phase
when you were younger
A two-year growin' pain
small bump in the road
That lead you to each other

He'll love what you love and he'll hate what you hate
When you plan out your future, he won't hesitate
You'll both have such deeply compatible dreams
He won't love you more but you want the same things
His perfect version of Saturday night
Will be home on the couch and in bed by nine
When he tells you he's stayin'
you'll know it's forever this time

It's inevitable, eventually
You'll find who you thought I'd be

If I could, I'd give you the world
I'd be that person that you deserve
And even if it's not by your side
I'll always love you, now leave me behind
If I could, I'd give you the world
I'd be that person that you deserve
And even if it's not by your side
I'll always love you, now leave me behind