Perfect.*

I know we’re just like old friends.
We just can’t pretend.
That lovers make amends.

We are a reasons so unreal.
We can’t help but feel
that some things has been lost.
But please you know you’re just like me.
Next time I promise we’ll be perfect.
Perfect.
Perfect stranger down the line.
Lovers out of time.
Memories unwind.
So far I still know who you are.

But now I wonder who I was
angel you know it’s not the end.
We’ll always be good friends.

But the letters have been sent on.

So please you always were so free.
You’ll see I promise we’ll be perfect.
Perfect stranger when we meet.

Stranger on the street.
Lovers while we sleep.
Perfect.
You know this has to be.
We always we’re so free.
We promised that we’d be perfect.