| We’ve been sleeping in every Saturday morning |
| Waking up slow to the light pouring in |
| Coffee is on, life is beautifully boring |
| Again |
| I used to think I was better on my own |
| Thought that I didn’t need anyone else |
| But you interrupted the story that I told |
| Myself |
| Now, who would I be without you? |
| And where would I go? Thank God that I found you |
| And what would I do if I lost you? |
| And what good is love if it don’t cost you? |
| I need you so much that it scares me |
| How did you come to be so necessary? |
| It’s the way that you listen, the way that you see me |
| It’s how you keep trying when I’ve given up |
| I’m hard on myself, but you make me look easy |
| To love |
| So, who would I be without you? |
| And where would I go? Thank God that I found you |
| And what would I do if I lost you? |
| And what good is love if it don’t cost you? |
| I need you so much that it scares me |
| How did you come to be so necessary? |
| For the first time in my life |
| I am not my own |
| So if I hold on too tight |
| It’s 'cause I don’t know |
| Who I would be? |
| Where I would go? |
| What would I do if I lost you? |
| And what good is love if it don’t cost you? |
| So, who would I be without you? |
| And where would I go? Thank God that I found you |
| And what would I do if I lost you? |
| And what good is love if it don’t cost you? |
| I need you so much that it scares me |
| How did you come to be so necessary? |