Perfect Song - Sped Up

This could be a perfect song
I would sing it for you but
It's better when you sing along
Your voice is sweeter than mine could

Believe it when I tell you that I might
Be in love with something about you

This could be a stupid thought
I would tell it to you but
It's better not to talk too much
And I'd rather hear you rave about

Meeting your high school crush at twenty three
And Madison

It doesn't matter to me
Anymore than the average type
I'm not twenty five
But I'd like it if you thought I might be

A younger kind of guy
Distinguished with
Some salt in my hair, and forgettable eyes
But I'll try my best to be revealing

This could be a perfect time
Get a drink at a second bar
Walk you home and hit rewind
On my couch I'll wish I tried

Tonight's the only memory I would like
Backed up on a drive

It doesn't matter to me
Anymore now that we're so old
I'm not thirty five
But I'd like it if you thought I might be

An older kind of guy
Distinguished with
Some salt in my hair, and forgettable eyes
But I'll try my best to be appealing

This could be a perfect song
I would sing it for you



Credits
Writer(s): Zeno Pittarelli
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