Ingrid Michaelson - Disaster lyrics
[Ingrid Michaelson - Disaster lyrics]
Is slipped beneath your golden shoe
A salutation from above
I think God made your love
Just like a fingerprint or snowflake
Your eyes, they change with every take
Like a handshake from a dove
I think God made your love
And I'll be a better woman
If you'll be a better man
And you'll show me all the things
That you can't master
And we'll both fall down together
'Cause I'll never let go of your hand
Be my disaster be my disaster
Just be mine be mine
Move over so I can sit
And I'll make some room in me so you can fit
You give my insides a shove
I was born for your love
And I'll be a better woman
If you'll be a better man
And I'll show me all the things
That I can't master
And we'll both fall down together
'Cause I'll never let go of your hand
Be my disaster be my disaster
Be mine
Be mine be mine
Be mine