I try to paint pictures
Drawn from my world
A song is my canvas
Brush strokes are words
But do I portray love
That is just my ideal,
Like sculptures of stone
That can never be real
For I am a man with romance, in my soul,
Do I cry for the moon as I reach for my goal.
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
Born of such innocence
How little we save,
Our spirits are tempered
From cradle to grave
If one drop of virtue
Can somehow survive
from oceans of doubt
All our dreams can arise
For I am a man with romance, in my soul,
Do I cry for the moon as I reach for my goal.
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
A thirst for perfection is in every heart
Like the painter who won't be content with his art
For those who drink deeply, all dreams heavy wine
Look for heaven on earth, see a world more divine
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
Drawn from my world
A song is my canvas
Brush strokes are words
But do I portray love
That is just my ideal,
Like sculptures of stone
That can never be real
For I am a man with romance, in my soul,
Do I cry for the moon as I reach for my goal.
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
Born of such innocence
How little we save,
Our spirits are tempered
From cradle to grave
If one drop of virtue
Can somehow survive
from oceans of doubt
All our dreams can arise
For I am a man with romance, in my soul,
Do I cry for the moon as I reach for my goal.
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
A thirst for perfection is in every heart
Like the painter who won't be content with his art
For those who drink deeply, all dreams heavy wine
Look for heaven on earth, see a world more divine
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love
Looking for a perfect love
Longing for a perfect love