[Verse 1] You cut an apple Hand me half Without asking I fix your collar Before we leave Without thinking You know which side of the bed My back hurts less on I know when you’re tired Before you admit it [Chorus] Ordinary intimacy Knowing without ceremony A glass of water by the bed Your hand finding mine automatically Ordinary intimacy No performance No display Just being deeply considered In a hundred quiet ways If love has a language Maybe this is what it says [Verse 2] You warm my side When I’m running late I save the part of dinner I know you’ll want You text “Drive safe” Not because roads changed Because caring needs somewhere to go [Bridge] I used to think romance Had to surprise me Now I know Sometimes the most romantic thing Is somebody remembering What hurts your stomach And not putting it in the sauce [Final Chorus] Ordinary intimacy Knowing where I need softness You don’t have to impress me You already pay attention Ordinary intimacy Let the grand things wait I want the person Who learns my life And loves me in its actual shape
