Perfection

There comes a moment
When every thing's perfect
The flowers are blooming;
The clear water reflects.

The air will be filled
With a new fragrance
That is so relaxing
And gets me in a trance.

The sky will be clear
Like newly washed glass
The sun will be shining
Like it will never pass.

The trees have grown tall
In cities, they're like towers.
Beneath their shade are kids
Playing with their be-getters.

I've never seen anything
That can be that true
Everything just seems so perfect
And that perfection was with you.