Perfections To Match

Two people sharing love that's theirs, Is not... Rare to find! But those who say that love's not there... Do not have love in their minds. Nor is love something they want or need. Nor is it something that's delivered, To choose as they please. People like that seek, Fantasies wrapped. People like that seek, Perfections to matched. And people like that, Are alone in their homes! Waiting for their phones to ring, From someone condoned. Two people sharing love that's theirs, Is not... Rare to find! But those who say that love's not there... Do not have love in their minds. People like that seek, Fantasies wrapped. People like that seek, Perfections to matched. And people like that, Are alone in their homes! Waiting for their phones to ring, From someone condoned. Nor is love something they want or need. Nor is it something that's delivered, To choose as they please. And people like that seek, Fantasies wrapped. And people like that seek, Perfections to matched. And people like that, Are alone in their homes! Waiting for their phones to ring, From someone condoned. Wait they do for phones to ring, From someone condoned. People like that seek, Fantasies wrapped. People like that seek, Perfections to matched. And people like that, Are alone in their homes! Moaning and groaning, No love for them is known. And people like that, Moan and groan alone. And people like that, Moan and groan alone. And people like that, Moan and groan alone. And people like that are left, To be on their own!