Some they say that as this world of ours grows older
Every day every decent heart grows colder
But where there were rivers, now there are stones
There's an eagle where there was a dove
Where there were people now there are bones
Nobody's dreaming of the perfect love
Come some time you and I will meet like oceans
No dividing line, a sea of mixed emotion
And I will know you like heaven knows a prayer
Like a hand will come to know a glove
Like a bird in flight comes to know the air
The one that I've been dreaming of, the perfect love
Dreaming of a perfect love
Now I've been told that always it's the same old story
Fools and gold and anything for fame and glory
Dust is to ashes and ashes to dust
With no one watching from above
But the sad man's world could never do enough
To keep me from dreaming of the perfect love
Dreaming of a perfect love
Dreaming of a perfect love
Dreaming of a perfect love
Love