اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
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
