Perfect
It is good news to be alone
It feels so right to wake up on my own
Now darling since you're gone
Everyday a holiday
Eveynight i lead a new parede
Until the stars fade away
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
The sun did shine but shone too late
To warm the roses by the windown pane
Now they're roses just in name
(Roses grow to be food for worms, alright)
And me myself i feel quite worn
The season's been the coldest i've ever known
And i'm afraid i've slept too long
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
(Parapa-pa, parapa-pa)
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
It is good news to be alone
It feels so right to wake up on my own
Now darling since you're gone
It feels so right to wake up on my own
Now darling since you're gone
Everyday a holiday
Eveynight i lead a new parede
Until the stars fade away
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
The sun did shine but shone too late
To warm the roses by the windown pane
Now they're roses just in name
(Roses grow to be food for worms, alright)
And me myself i feel quite worn
The season's been the coldest i've ever known
And i'm afraid i've slept too long
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
(Parapa-pa, parapa-pa)
Now you can go and write me a letter
You can point out the worst in me
You can take our pictures
Drag them down the street
And you can go and say good morning
To the morning in the door
You can say everything's just perfect
That's your word
It is good news to be alone
It feels so right to wake up on my own
Now darling since you're gone
Credits
Writer(s): Yuri Mendez Barrios
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