at the end of a perfect day

it's all in a perfect way

just a part of the perfect way

and as long as the world goes around

i will pray as i lay me down

at the end of a perfect day

i wake to greet another morning

and feel the cold beneath my feet

i rise to hear my future calling

it's calling to me

i watch the people through my window

then turn the radio up loud

and then i sit and watch the sun go

and i know as the rain's coming down

everybody needs some highs and lows

i guess we're lucky to be here

and i don't care which way the wind blows

cos i know through the laughter and the tears

just a part of the perfect way

and as long as the world goes around

i will pray as i lay me down

at the end of a perfect

at the end of a perfect

at the end of a perfect day