Shiny

She has her back to me at the kitchen sink I'm trying to read her mind, wondering What she doesn't say to anybody The laundry's folded, beds are made It's like this every single day It's memorized, but a thin disguise I see what she can't see Her light only ever landed on me But there's a glimmer in her brown eyes The ones she gave to me So I know we can both be shiny She calls on Sundays, checking in We talk about the weather again It never changes, she wonders where the rain is Once in a while I catch a glimpse Of the truest things that she keeps hidden Her secret heart, that's my favorite part I see what she can't see Her light only ever landing on me But there's a glimmer in her brown eyes The ones she gave to me So I know we can both be shiny, shiny All that glitters isn't gold, but gold is all I see So I know we can both be shiny --- Shiny - Sara Bareilles