No, no, no
It's not what I want
I've felt it
I finally understand
It's been there all along
I've just been too blind to see
What I want
Has always been with me
Perfection is when
Your hand was in mine
When your arms were
Around me again
When you said
"I do love you"
So why is it not quite there?
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