She’s a vision, she’s an angel
she’s a goddess, she’s a queen
She is natural, she is perfect
She is pure and she is clean
Love can be incredible
But love won’t make you whole
If you’re looking for a woman
To perfect your sorry soul
Everything I want and need
A perfect combination
Every other woman is
A phony imitation
If you’re looking for a partner
To play a hopeless role
You won’t find a woman
To perfect your sorry soul
Transport constant misery
To eternal bliss
She’s the only woman
Who could possibly do this
Replacing God with Romance
Is an idiotic goal
You won’t find a woman
To perfect your sorry soul
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: country music, Country Music Lyrics, love songs, lyrics, Poetry, sad songs
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