Random evidence of a cluttered mind

I tried to catch a feather in a gust of wind
It's in my fingers it's in my hands
then it slips away, and - it's gone again
You are a feather in a gust of wind I've seen you once
but not yet twice
You are my mystery that adds peppery spice

You floated past me fluttering above the ground
but somehow moving faster than the speed of sound
slowing down in a playful way just to make me wish you would stay
casting magic in the air you cast illusions on your way

You are a feather in a gust of wind you slip away then you're gone again
like a mystery I want to know
I wish I knew where you go
Are you the feather I will never catch, the girl I'll never know?