He's the kind of person who looks into somebody else's eyes and only sees the reflection of himself.
It's like opening a beautifully written book,
And then washing out all the words.
Just so you can fill the pages,
With your own.

If I could have one wish,
I'd wish for you

Call me selfish

But I know you'd make me a better person
than I could ever be.

Swallowed by mistake
Sprouting lovely roots inside
Make me beautiful