I was singing along to the radio
It was your favorite song
I was leaning out the open window of your black jeep
My hair was whipping through the warm August breeze
I heard your laugh
and glanced back
And there you were
One arm resting out your open window
The other on the wheel
Eyes gleaming at me
In that sideways glance that always made my heart jump
I laughed along and wished
This moment
This song
That sideways glance
Would never end