Lyrics

The way your hair hangs down, it hides away your face For you, it's perfect when 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, things could never be so right There's so much more to think about than black and white
Writer(s): Stephen Queralt, Laurence Colbert, Mark Gardener, Andrew Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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