One day
You're a dove
And then the next day
You're a hawk circling above
Up where
There's a shortage of love
But somehow you get by
How do we get by
One day
You'll be fine
And then the next day
You'll be trailing behind
By way
Of a faulty design
But somehow it works out
Somehow it works out
Somehow it works out
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
For the imperfect world
Sometimes the world turns
On its side
A roller coaster
And you're sick
From the ride
And the laughter
Has you shrinking inside
But somehow it works out
Somehow it works out
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
For the imperfect world
This big old world
Where no one
And everyone
Is beautiful
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
For the imperfect world
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
Whoa
Perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
You're just perfect
Oh ah