HIS PERFECTION by WATERDEEP Paul kicks up trash on a dirty street. A few pages dance away in the wind. They cause a deep breath and a lusty sigh when he compares them to his Rosalind. Early on Roz was a sight to behold, and she always made him feel like a man, But Paul thinks time's been cruel to her form the way the ocean wears away at the sand. CHORUS His perfection is a neon light. It stains his flashing eye. And the after-image in his head at night is nothing but a lie. He wants his world to be a perfect one, says she no longer fills his needs. so he crams her into iron clothes, and gives her steel bread dough to knead. CHORUS His perfection is a neon light. It stains his flashing eye. And the after-image in his bed at night is nothing but a lie. [ www.dailyrics.com ] HISPERFECTION by WATERDEEP