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Look at us, 15 years in.
We might not hold hands as much as we used to.
And I’ve shown you my worst more than I care to admit.

Look at us, morning by morning,
You come up behind me while I’m making coffee,
Put your hand on my shoulder, brush my cheek with your lips.

I’ve seen sunsets that rival a box of Crayolas
More than 64 colors displayed on the evening sky.
But you should know nothing,
nothing compares to loving you, to being loved by you.

Look at us, in that silver frame, tears in our eyes, and smiles on our faces
No clue what we’re getting in to,
but eager to begin.

Look at us, and our 2 kids.
Laughing around that dining room table you built with those hands
I should reach out for more than I have been.

I’ve stood in the ocean suddenly breathless,
As wave upon wave reminds me I’m a grain of sand.
But you should know nothing,
nothing compares to loving you, to being loved by you.

I get dressed up, I go out, sing my songs for strangers
And sometimes I worry that I give them my best,
when I wanna give you my best.

you should know nothing,
nothing compares to loving you, to being loved by you.
nothing compares to loving you, to being loved by you.

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