Perfect Place - Paul Stephenson
Tell me you lie really
I don't mind
As long as it's lie of the
Sweeter kind
There's spark in my eye
That's give you a thrill
Tell me you love me and
You always will
You don't have to mean
Every word you say
Don't have to believe it
You've only got to say
It's a
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
A credit to the maker and
The human race
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
The wall that I see through
Looking glass of your face
There is bird in the hand
And a fish in the string
A wolf of head on a wooden bing
If you need any help
Just call 999
In a couple of days
You'll be feeling fine
Wake up everyday with a morning smile
So good to be your wake
So glad to be your life and a
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
A credit to the maker
And the human race
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
The wall that I see through
Looking glass of your face
Follow my eyes where the
Sun sinking lower
The red on the purple feel the street
And see the how the sky
Such a bautiful colour
See how the circles
Become the bleed
Why don't you tell me the lie
Really I don't mind
As long as it's lie of the
Sweeter kind
There's spark in my eye
That give you a thrill
Tell me you love me and
You always will
You don't have to mean
Every word you saying
Don't have to believe it
You've only got to say
It's a
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
A credit to the maker and
A human race
Wonderful wonderful perfect place
The wall that I see though the
Looking glass of your face
