You're gentle and brutal
You're sweet and you're harsh
You're quite far from perfection
And I'd know because
I fell in love with the perfect work of art

You're sheltered and tempered
You're good and you're not
You're nothing near impeccable
And I'd know because
I fell in love with a blown glass sculpture

You're too tall to be him
You're too dark as well
You've got golden eyes compared to silver orbs
And I'd know because
I use to stare into those depths of beauty forendlessly

And you can't take the hurt away
I found that out the night we met
You held on to me and inside
I wept and wept because
You weren't my boy of pure sweetness

But there is at the same time
Something raw and deep within you
That calls my name, I feel again and again
And I'd know because
Each time I see you, I don't dream about him that night