Not A Perfect Day
Well I saw her in a limousine
she smiled and hugged a man so tight
I stood there like a fool
and she was out of sight
She was lovely like a summer rose
I wanted her oh, so, near
but out from what I fear
that dream is gone and clear
and it's not a perfect day for love
no it's not a perfect day for loving her
it's no perfect day for love
but I wish I could hold her once again
Oh darling can't you see
I'm crying oh I'm crying hard
You stole my heart I know
please let's move back to start
I want you how I need you
I'm begging on my bended knees
but I'm writing butter and life is not romantic
and it's not a perfect day for love
no it's not a perfect day for loving her
it's no perfect day for love
but I wish I could hold her once again
Yes, I wish I could hold her once a gain
Yes, I wish I could hold her once again
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