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| [00:18.68] | The way your hair hangs down |
| [00:21.53] | It hides away your face |
| [00:26.01] | For you it's perfect |
| [00:28.80] | But it seems like such a waste |
| [00:33.45] | And when I see you sliding past |
| [00:37.09] | I make my plans |
| [00:41.03] | And then my plans slip through my fingers |
| [00:45.04] | just like sand |
| [01:01.69] | I wish that life could be |
| [01:04.29] | just like a photograph |
| [01:09.29] | One moment captured |
| [01:11.37] | as you laugh your perfect laugh |
| [01:16.83] | But that's a daydream |
| [01:19.46] | things could never be so right |
| [01:24.31] | There's so much more to think about |
| [01:27.50] | than black and white |