The Good Stuff (feat. Heather Mae)

Our love

is that sneak-up-on-you kind.

We were friends, then more than friends, and

then

I couldn't get you off my mind.

Our love,

ain't a fairytale or bedtime story,

it's a Broadway play with joy and worry.

If you love hard, you fight hard for it.

It's saying yes to forever

not knowing what tomorrow might bring.

It's "for better or worse"

with or without the ring.

Our love

doesn't have to look like everybody else's.

It suits us

and, when things get rough,

it's not too much

'cause we've got just enough,

just enough

of all the good stuff

the good stuff

the good stuff.

Our love

is that Sunday morning kind.

It's barefoot dancing and cancelling plans

'cause we're busy wasting time.

Oh our love

wasn't in the books or on the silver screen.

They tried to tell us how it had to be,

but they don’t know about you and me

saying yes to forever

not knowing what tomorrow might bring.

It's "for better or worse"

with or without the ring.

Our love

doesn't have to look like everybody else's.

It suits us

and, when things get rough,

it's not too much

'cause we've got just enough,

just enough

of all the good stuff.

When the ground gives out,

when the world gets too loud,

when I’m filled with doubt,

when I’m lost in the crowd,

you’re steady like a heartbeat,

like I’ve got you like you’ve got me.

You’ve got me.

You’ve got me.

Our love

doesn't have to look like everybody else's.

It suits us

and, when things get rough,

it's not too much.

Our love

doesn't have to look like everybody else's.

It suits us

and, when things get rough,

it's not too much

'cause we've got just enough,

just enough

of all the good stuff

the good stuff

the good stuff.

Our love

is that sneak-up-on-you kind.

We were friends, then more than friends, and

then

I couldn't get you off my mind...