The passenger window framed you like a screen
And deep in my mind I was filming a scene
Of the land rushing by your shades and your
hat I prefer a memory to a photograph
It was merely a muse, it was in and it was out
Till I made the mistake of speaking out loud
You said I got the camera right here in the back
Now why'd I have to go and kill the moment like that?
I prefer a memory to a photograph
You know I sometimes get this little deja
vu It comes in the dark when I'm lying with
you
And even the salt in the air comes back
That I'm open to anything, look that you had
The
blur of the land, your shades and your hat I
prefer a memory to a photograph
You know the picture we took didn't capture all this
Just a faraway look I see now I missed
A sign of what was to come perhaps
Did you know then that you were showing me that?
I prefer the memory to the photograph When
one world is round and the other is flat
I prefer a memory
to a photograph
To a photograph