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If this was a perfect world
I’d find a way to make her my girl.
If this was a perfect world
I’d find a way to make her my girl.
If this was a perfect world.
Oh’ she’d be mine.
Oh’ she’d be mine.
In a perfect world.
Always used to plan each and every word I’d say.
Then I would take her strongly in my arms and sweep her away.
Somehow I never took that chance, it seemed the time was never right.
I may surround myself in safety nets, but I can’t find peace at night.
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After a lifetime of chances, the hopeless romantic has nothing to show.
A pocketful of dreams doesn’t mean anything when he’s all alone.
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Clifford S. Knizley
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