There's a tiny crack in everything
tis how the light's let in...

Everything lacks perfection
In the smallest particle there’s a flaw
Imperfection is our protection
Imperfection’s an immutable law

There’s a tiny crack in everything
tis how the light’s let in...

There exists no perfect circle
An impossibility, a linear line
Nor persists a faultless square
nae a truly enlightened mind

Yet.. There’s a tiny crack in everything
And tis how the light’s let in...

There’s no such thing as perfection
There’s no such condition as ‘just right’
No such thing as exact recollection
No such thing as ‘perfect light'

there’s a wee, tiny crack in everything
No matter er'e wide or thin
tis the flaw that keeps the dark without
And tis how the light’s let in

Aye, there's a tiny crack in everything
and tis how the light's let in.