The greatest gift you ever gave me Was a faded, red broken ballerina And you would wind it up And it would barely move, and there would be no sound And you'd look up and say I'm your number one I'm your number one defender And I will understand When you are gone I don't need a raise, I don't need a paycheck I will understand I'm your number one I've always had this thing with bravery And I never wanted no one to believe me Or even see me, or understand I thought that maybe there would be this girl And she'd be just like me, but not like me I never thought that love would save me I've never been so happy to be wrong So thanks for the silence Thanks for the days Thank you for the ocean