Perfect

You've been the wind in my sails every day;
You've provided an anchor, so I won't stray.
My favorite thing to feel is your fingerprints
As they burn, like the sun in summer
Onto my imperfect, chapped lips.

Every single day, everything you say
Finds its way straight back to me.
Every single night, every tear that I've ever cried
Dissolves into the starry sky.

Sunlight's streaming through our bedroom;
It seeps in through the curtains and it's framing you.
We're meant to be together for forever, come whatever,
For the better and even the worst.

Every single day, everything you say
Finds its way straight back to me.
Every single night, every tear that I've ever cried
Dissolves into the starry sky.

Give me a minute – oh please, where is the limit?
Can we be perfect or is it one big illusion?
Hope this is real, 'cause...

Every single day, everything you say
Finds its way straight back to me.
Every single night, every tear that I've ever cried
Dissolves into the starry sky.

Is this the limit for me? Is this the end?