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.
| 1 | Leave Them All Behind |
| 2 | Vapour Trail |
| 3 | Dreams Burn Down |
| 4 | Chrome Waves |
| 5 | Here And Now |
| 6 | Drive Blind |
| 7 | Taste |
| 8 | Polar Bear |
| 9 | Seagull |
| 10 | Chelsea Girl |