Like a Daydream
Andy Bell, Laurence John Colbert, Mark Stephen Gardener, Stephen Paul Queralt
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 sliding 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.