You’re on stage screaming not like when we’re talking tables away. Can you guess? Yes, I still feel the same, age might never change that. I’m waiting here for you to finish, to find the things that without, you couldn’t go on. Having a perfect girl, a perfect world. Perfect world. Perfect girl. We’re not living in that world, yet. Before it’s done I think we both deserve a goodbye kiss. I’m screaming, screaming again for no reason. Sun at my back, helicopter leaves trailing, I’ve left my scent, not much more but I’ll be back, I always am, for more… more… screaming… of your… perfect world… perfect girl…
Perfect Girl
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