All These Things

I could be the smile that you find in your morning bed I could be the clay in your hands You could be the laugh that I get in the kitchen chair Making up the day's grand plans I could be the bird leading you to your blue sky You could be the breath in the wings You could be the love That I thought I'd never find Baby we could be all these things I could be a prayer when you need one You could be the day That's unseasonably warm In the middle of the coldest winter You could be the street light on a crooked road I could be the easy way home You could be a blanket Backseat vintage car In a field of wildflowers overgrown You could be the voice from a truck stop's phone booth Promising your grandmother's ring I could be the love that you thought That you'd never find Baby we could be All these things I could be your Sunday revival You could be my lost soul survivor When I'm running out of hope On a day that's turned its back on me We could be the light Shining bright in baby's eyes We could be as bold as the sun We could be as strong As love that would never die As if there'll never be another one I could be the bird leading you to your blue sky You could be the breath in the wings I could be the love That you thought that'd you'd never find Baby we could be All these things All these things Baby we could be Baby we could be All these things