I know you're not perfect but you're perfect for me

You're the course, the source, the hidden force

In my poetry

You're the want in my longing

You're the cry in my voice

Hold me like I'm perfect

Tell me that I'm sane

Remind me at the end of the day

It's not all in vain

You know I'm not perfect but I'm perfect for you

In a word I am heard and never deterred

And that's at virtue

I'm the tingling on your skin

I'm the shyness in your voice

Hold me like I'm perfect

Tell me that I'm sane

Remind me at the end of the day

It's not all in vain

There are times when I'd throw it all away

Then I hear you say

Nobodies perfect, nobody's perfect, nobody's perfect

But you're perfect for me