You quote your friend who says,
"Oh, perfect's just a matter of time."
And you read your books on love,
But you can't make life rewind.
Perfect is a four letter word,
When it's whispered in the dark.
And I'm not right at crossing the street at night,
So don't, don't, don't, don't give me your heart.
It's not a picture book,
Take a second look, or maybe three.
Open up and try, reinvent me in your mind,
Oh, and close your hungry eyes.
Perfect is a four letter word,
When it's whispered in the dark.
And I'm not right at crossing the street at night,
So don't, don't, don't, don't give me your heart.
Everything changes but you.
Everything changes but faces and places remain.
Perfect is a four letter word,
When it's whispered in the dark.
And I'm not right at crossing the street at night,
So don't, don't, don't, don't give me your heart.
