I scoop some sand Into my hands Glittering shards of promise within Smiling at me in a car Asking me questions And I just

say, I dont know, How about you? But I stop to think And time gets ahead of me The grains of sand Are sifted through my fingers, Glittering shards of promise Drifting to the ground Smile fading Turning away I think I know now what I want To say Yet the moment is lost in Flowing rivers of sand But every time I close my eyes Those twinkling stars are smiling at me Even though theyre buried and Traveling downstream The moment is gone But maybe if I follow the river I will again be able to pick up That same smile from you