Song Description

Late night thoughts about my life.

Lyrics

So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.

I've been left with questions,
I'm tired and restless,
not to mention, these days seem endless,
I'm learning now, that there is no falling down,
without a chance to regain my balance.
I'll take my faith any place I can,
I sure hope it adds up in the end,
I'd understand. With my list of things to do,
once in a while I didn't follow through.

Well I'm taking the chance, at last glance, my past,
has got its place and thats where it stands,
because of this motion my scars go dormant,
when I decide its time to move forward.
I'll admidt I've been wrong many times in my life,
maybe once for every time I've been right,
but if I, find a way to continue to fall,
its only so I can learn to stand tall.

So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.

Now I try sometimes, not to analyze,
but the path laid out defies, everything that I,
set forth to understand and be more,
than I had ever hoped to realize,
And despite myself or the time that divides,
I know I've had my side,
throughout my life, all the choices that I made yesterday,
seem to trace a map in rewind.

It seems cliche' to be wondering now,
what, the day I played lost and found,
I didn't make a sound, I burried myself,
beneath my skin, to find a way to fall further within,
turns out that never really got me far,
but it takes the ride to understand the scars,
and I'm sure to be fair, that I would do it again,
I wouldn't learn a thing without jumping in.

So imperfect, life's not perfect,
but you know what, its still worth it,
perfection it seems, is over rated to me,
if you take a moment to compare it.
And I know it might seem so complicated,
at times to find what life's left vacant,
but to me it seems these fading dreams,
mean more when I practice patience.