The story behind this song
There's no birthday, no report card, no recital. It's the thought at the bedroom door every night, watching the night-light do its work over crayon suns taped crooked across the fridge — kept not because they're good, but because they came from this small person. Someday a kid brings home news they're scared to tell, some choice they think might make a parent's love think twice.
They've got it backwards: they could never fall outside this light. For the child to keep through the loud years and the quiet ones — the one truth that was never a deal, only a given, and never once turned off.
Lyrics
I loved you — write that down
Every one of them is hanging crooked, true
I don't keep them 'cause they're good, my darling
I keep them 'cause they came from you
And keep it when you're grown
Doctor, dreamer, lost a while, found
There's no version of you I couldn't love
This was never a deal — it's a given
Whoever you become
Some choice you think might make my love think twice
Oh, little one, you've got it backwards —
You could never fall outside this light
And keep it when you're grown
Doctor, dreamer, lost a while, found
There's no version of you I couldn't love
This was never a deal — it's a given
Whoever you become
Checking that my light's still on
You'll hum this to your own one in the hallway
And it'll still be true — it never once turned off
Doctor, dreamer, lost a while, found
There's no version of you I couldn't love
This was never a deal — it's a given
Whoever you become
I loved you — now you know
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