Illusions and Magic

Perfection doesn't exist,
but that doesn't mean I won't try.
I'll be the best I can for you,
until the day that I die.

Perfection is an illusion,
so bring on the magic.
I'll hide away all my faults,
Come on, I'm trying to be romantic.

I'll take you everywhere in the world,
show you all the pretty sights.
And when the sky bleeds crimson,
we'll lay beneath the city lights.

Lost within the stars,
so young and desperate for love.
Our hearts will beat in time.
Together, we'll rise above.