Love is a perfect imperfect perfection.
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad.
Whenever love comes your direction, don't you hide away . . . oh no, don't you hide.
And sweetie .. . don't go falling, over the edge.
Don't let your wondering mind drive you out of your head.
Stay on that fine line, hold on to that thread, 'cause pain is all you'll find
by falling over the edge (and girl, put on some damned panties!).