[Intro, one acoustic guitar, sparse single chord pulses, close restrained vocal] Don't move Just stay right there a minute I wanna remember this [Verse 1, low conversational melody, unhurried phrasing] Your book is folded on the couch Your coffee's getting cold You're wearing that old shirt again The one you won't let go There's dishes waiting in the sink The TV's talking low You tucked your feet beneath my leg Like you've done a thousand times before And I don't know what hit me I was sitting there just fine Then I looked at you and thought I'd choose this life [Chorus, voice opens naturally, guitar remains sparse] I'd choose the bills there on the counter Your hair stuck in the drain The way you steal my pillow Then swear I'm the one to blame I'd choose knowing when you're worried Before you say a word I'd choose sitting here beside you With nothing to be heard If somebody laid a thousand lives In front of me tonight I'd look at every one of them And choose this life [Verse 2, intimate, slight smile in the delivery] We know which jokes are coming And laugh at them anyway You know when I need talking And when to let me have my space We've had nights we went to bed Still mad about some stupid thing Then one of us starts laughing And there goes everything It ain't some grand occasion There's no reason I can find I just looked across the room And chose this life [Chorus, warmer vocal, natural rasp beginning to break] I'd choose your shoes beside mine Your name showing on my phone The half asleep good morning Before either one of us is really going I'd choose knowing how you take it Two sugars, little cream And hearing you in the other room Humming while you clean If somebody laid a thousand lives In front of me tonight I wouldn't need to think I'd choose this life [Bridge, guitar nearly disappears, exposed vocal] We spend so much time waiting For the days we'll never forget Maybe nobody tells you These are them This Tuesday night This worn out couch Your hand resting on my knee Nothing happened Nothing's wrong And there's nowhere else I'd rather be [Final Chorus, raw chest voice, restrained but breaking at the edges] I'd choose getting older with you And forgetting why we came Walking halfway through the kitchen Then standing there trying to remember again I'd choose the same old stories You'll tell when we're eighty five And I'll act like I ain't heard 'em Just to watch you come alive I used to think a good life Had to feel bigger than this Now I know better It's your hand It's this room It's right now It's this [Outro, voice settles, single guitar pulse] So don't move Just stay right there a minute Yeah I'd choose this life
