Who You Thought I'd Be

I picture you on Sunday morning In a life that's gotten simple A book between your knees Decaf in your hands Sunlight in your dimple You're smiling 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'll 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 staying 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 growing pain Small bump in the road That led 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'll 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 staying 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 --- Who You Thought I'd Be - JP Saxe