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