like a daydream

Ride

The way your hair hangs down it hides away your face,
For you it's perfect but it seems like such a waste.
And when I see you gliding past I make my plans,
And then my plans slip through my fingers just like sand.

I wish that life could be just like a photograph,
One moment captured as you laugh your perfect laugh.
But that's a daydream, thing's could never be so right,
There's so much more to think about than black and white