He likes the house cold
a nice 70 or below
he hides behind lyrics
and stories untold
he loves to speak of the future and all that it holds
but shies from the past and the holes in his soul
he eats sushi for dinner
and loves his fried rice
and he wants someone who radiates, someone who's nice
that's why he chose you
because I shine like the moon
that makes waves of sad tides
and unveils mere truth behind all his lies
how I wish he chose me but this I'll never confess, instead I will wait and in my heart he will rest