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