A Perfect Smile (Ove Ritola)

Waking up to the sweet scent of coffee and you You call me a fool Fool for you for sure I answer and smile Can a dream Like this here last Of all the things that you do None fall any short of perfect Of all the things you say None fall any short of perfect Love you when you cry When you smile Waking up on a trainstation, arriving to you Never been more in love You with your arms open wide I hold you and smile Can a dream Like this here last Of all the things that you do None fall any short of perfect Of all the things you say None fall any short of perfect The breeze is cold but you're warm I move closer to your smile