He can calculate the stars from the moon
But here he is holding my hand getting Food.
He can  understanding quantum physics,
But holding his hand I can feel him shaking to take pictures.

Here he is you’re President!
But laying next to me looking in my eyes deep he’s...silent.

And the smile of it all
And the tears that fall
And the love that search
And the fear to lose it all


They see him as Potãto
I see him as potato
Even if they want him to be the star tonight,
He will always be the brightest in my life.