Delightful Flaws
Flaws are a delight, a pinch to know it's true
A thorn to a rose, a violet that's blue
Beauiful to me, which my dreams cannot achieve
But it's these very flaws, that by day I believe
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, well I hold it n my heart
A mirror may break but my eyes will not part
The hell with that mirror, the hell with my eyes
His heart is a rhythm and without it mine dies
Stay alive with your flaws, they are dreamy to me
Love is blind and you know it; but perfect I see