This poem shows the love that is imperfectly perfect. This poem shows the love that is imperfectly perfect.

We wouldn't trade for all the world. We wouldn't trade for all the world.

Let the time go away Let the things go pass by Let the time go away Let the things go pass by

I could hear feeble voices from within I am very much here, ALIVE With you, inside you And ... I could hear feeble voices from within I am very much here, ALIVE With you...

Painting Our minds, Guiding our thoughts. Painting Our minds, Guiding our thoughts.

I'm not perfect, I know I'll never be. I'm not perfect, I know I'll never be.