Disaster
Everything I ever knew is slipped beneath your golden shoe
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 the 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 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 you all the things that I can 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
Writer/s: Ingrid Michaelson
