We dream of pure perfection
Spend our whole lives trying to find
A happiness we know won't last
'Cause it's all in our minds

The world can be a bitter place
Too much time is spent inside
But if these walls can be escaped
You'll see there's better joy to find

The dim lit world in evening air
Could easily be missed
We let the warm sun slip away
Another day that wasn't lived

It doesn't have to be like this
We don't have to be so blind
Every wonder living has to offer
Should be what we aim to find

We dream of pure perfection
But that world ceases to exist  
Yet there's a sort of grace in every flaw
Look past perfect and you'll find bliss