Perfect Love

People look for the light... everyone needs love
Some are living and die... still in search of
In search of love, Live and die... in search of love

She grows a thorny rose
She tugs it and bleeds, between finger and thumb
He drives across town to meet a woman he knows of

Lifetimes of lost times, always - someone deceiving
She nicks her skin for signs of life, notices hesitant means of speaking
She craves a crimson red... Aches for loves that goes as deep
He just needs to tell someone that love is all, love is all - he needs


In search of love, Live and die... in search of love - a perfect light
In someone else in search of love - a perfect light, perfect love


A drop of tantric blood, seeps into her dress hem
He won't resist the chance, she calls, he turns the key and then some
People look for the light... everyone, everyone needs love
Some are living and die still in search of ...

In search of love, Live and die... in search of love - a perfect light
In someone else in search of love - a perfect light, perfect love
A perfect light, perfect love
.... perfect love, a perfect love