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