Perfect

Perfect - Morgan Sadler

It's been a long time coming

But I'm still asking

The questions that will bring you 'round

The words are placed

In such a way

Now you are here

I've been wasting plenty of breath

And plenty of moods

On other stuff

I've been holding out

For the perfect

Time and space

Then I realize perfect is the last thing that I need

The first is utter loneliness

The second it is greed

The third's an empty belly

The fourth's an aching heard

But is it all worth one more beautiful song

Song

I've been waking

To the same day

For the last few years

Running from place to place

Shaking hands

My smiling face

Now I'm sitting here

Within marble walls

The floors are tiled in gold

Eating like a king

And drinking like a sailor

Then I realize these things are the last thing that I need

The first is utter loneliness

The second it is greed

The third's an empty belly

The fourth's an aching heard

But is it all worth one more beautiful song

I'm making plenty of dough

For what I do not know

I'll tell you when I'm old and it is gone

And something tells me deep

That I'm awake when I'm asleep

The same thing tells me there's hope for these hands

Then I realize perfect is the last thing that I need

The first is utter loneliness

The second it is greed

The third's an empty belly

And the fourth's an aching heard

But is it all worth one more beautiful song

But is it all worth one more beautiful song

Yes it all worth one more beautiful song

Song

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