He really liked her blind    He'd sneak up from behind   And run his finger down her spine   Say, "It's fine"   Though headlines shouted, "Final!"      Pigs would fly    Cities turned to powder shrines   He'd keep her dark brown eyes in brine    And she'd be happy   Swimming underwater, safe!       Looking for some seaweed    She could bake and make a meal for two    A Tokyo stew, and though he knew   She'd never do it    He never told her      He'd never ever tell her