Shiny - Sara Bareilles

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