I try to paint pictures drawn from my world
A song is my canvas, brush strokes are words
But do I portray love that is just my ideal
Like sculptures of stone that can never be real
For I am a man with romance, in my soul
Do I cry for the moon as I reach for my goal
Looking for a perfect love, looking for a perfect love
Born of such innocence, how little we save
Our spirits are tempered from cradle to grave
If one drop of virtue can somehow survive
from oceans of doubt all our dreams can arise
For I am a man with a child in his soul
I live on my hopes as I follow that road
Looking for the perfect love, longing for the perfect love
A thirst for perfection is in every heart
Like the painter who won't be content with his art
For those who drink deeply, all dreams heavy wine
Look for heaven on earth, see a world more divine
Looking for a perfect love, looking for a perfect love
Looking for a perfect love, longing for a perfect love
