Perfect Song

This could be a perfect song I would sing it for you but It's better when you sing along Your voice is sweeter than mine could Believe it when I tell you that I might Be in love with something about you This could be a stupid thought I would tell it to you but It's better not to talk too much And I'd rather hear you rave about Meeting your high school crush at twenty three And madison It doesn't matter to me Anymore than the average type I'm not twenty-five But I'd like it if you thought I might be A younger kind of guy Distinguished with Some salt in my hair, and forgettable eyes But I'll try my best to be revealing This could be a perfect time Get a drink at a second bar Walk you home and hit rewind On my couch I'll wish I tried Tonight's the only memory I would like Backed up on a drive It doesn't matter to me Anymore now that we're so old I'm not thirty-five But I'd like it if you thought I might be An older kind of guy Distinguished with Some salt in my hair, and forgettable eyes But I'll try my best to be appealing This could be a perfect song I would sing it for you