Verse 1
Where in the world can I find the perfect girl?
She sings, and she sighs, and she’s oh so far away.
Never took a chance when I found myself in the world.
And it seemed sad at times, and I soon found another away.

Oh, can’t you see the blinding of it all?
My eyes grow tired, the tears they’ve sired run streaming down and gently fall.

I sing of a day when the night is dead.
And the song that I sing rushes through my head.
And the girl that appeared in a dream to me.
Is the perfect one for me … for me.

Verse 2
Where in a girl can I find the perfect world?
Oh they cry and they lie and they laugh and they drive insane.
Never had a chance when I cast before her a pearl.
And it’s so hard to try when the tears and the fears remain.

Oh, can’t you hear her laughing, manic call?
My ears grow tired, the sound it dies like echoes in an open hall.

I sing of a day when the night is gone.
And the song that I sing rushes on and on.
And the girl that appeared in a dream to me.
Is the perfect one for me … for me.

Chorus (Choir)
Blinding night, manic call, broken backs against the wall.
Sunken eyes and sallowed dreams and broken hearts and endless needs.
Then sunlight beams like dewdrops fall, and frees the binding of it all
And shines upon the perfect world to be.

Verse 3
Where in the world can I find the perfect girl?
Well she sings, and she sighs, and she’s not so far away.
Now I’ll take a chance to remove myself from the world
And it seems that it’s time, and I’ll soon find another way.

Oh, can she free the binding of it all?
To slip away, like night to day, and crumble like a broken wall.

I sing for the day, and the night is dead.
And the song that I sing echoes in my head.
And the girl that appeared in a dream to me.
Is she standing right in front of me?