And as i open my eyes to see you
i envisioned you more perfect
i must of designed a thought of you
to describe your beauty through words
But i see beauty in her eyes
is this true beauty from inside?
and as i lay my thoughts across these lines
i know I'm not lieng, i know your not perfect
from the side i see my self, how could i be so self fish?
how could i judge the world through my eyes
when all i had to do was look to this sky
and think about what this world thinks of me
tonight i dreamed of her again
no more beautiful then my self
no more perfect but all is well
because i know its what its all about
not perfection by art but perfection through the heart
and the art god bestowed your body image perfect from the start.
