At Our Best

I was lookin' at us

in a photograph i'd stuck in a book

at the same time it hurt

for a moment it felt so good

you were standing close

your head was cradled to my chest

and at that moment we were at our best

at our best

we were on our way home

from a show in Monterey

drivin' south

down a breathtaking PCH

you were standin' on a rock

so tall and picturesque

and at that moment you were at your best

at your best

you were standing close

your head was cradled to my chest

and at that moment we were at our best

at our best

I was thinkin' 'bout paper

and color and images

I was thinkin' this is my substitute for you in the flesh

I was thinkin' baby

as long as these photographs exist

are in my possession

we'll go on and on

on and on

on and on

on and on