Is it the way her hair falls in my face Or the way her head fits mine with perfect place The way her eyes shine so clear Or her worries smile showing the perfect touch of fear The dizzy bright shine of her hair in the light Or the way she says three words worth the whole fight The perfect laugh or the breath-stealing smile I've Got this feeling i might lose her for awhile Am i crazy to running after her no matter the cost Why does the right path always make you feel so lost I have a picture in my hand A gap in my heart I'll follow where she goes but where do i start