Down by the boathouse at Shaker Lake
When there wasn't nothing but love to make
They were two young lovers
Wishing on the stars above
Well they carved their initials
In an old birch tree
With a heart and an arrow and a '63
You had to be blind not to see
It was a perfect love
Well they worked one summer together
At the '64 World's Fair
They met Robert Kennedy there
Well that was right before the fall
And they saved up a little bit of money
For his career
And they talked about the future
Underneath the giant sphere
And all around them
The little voices were singing
"It's a small world after all"
Yes it is--small world after all
And it was--
Perfect love
It was a perfect love
Now they were dizzy from dancing
On Rockaway Beach
They came to Rockaway
And everything they dreamed of was
Still within reach
Dreaming. . .
Dreaming as the years roll by
(Like they always do)
Well they had their share
Of hard times too
But whatever they were
They never let it get them down
Now they just go walking
Down a country lane
See the leaves are changing
In the misty rain
And only one thing remains the same--
Just the perfect love
(Under the moon and the stars above)
It was a perfect love
