PHOTOGRAPH


IN THE MORNING WHEN I SEE YOUR FACE, I START SIGHING
IN THE EVENING I MISS YOUR WARM EMBRACE, I START CRYING
A PHOTOGRAPH IS ALL I GOT
MEMORIES OF A LOVE I LOST
YOUR PERFUME FILLS THE AIR
ALTHOUGH YOU ARE NOT EVEN THERE
I LAY AWAKE AT NIGHT JUST THINKING OF YOU
AND THE THINGS WE WOULD SAY AND DO
MANY TIMES I WOULD PASS YOUR PLACE
HOPING JUST TO SEE YOUR FACE
I MISS YOU, THATS NO DISGRACE
ONE DAY I KNOW YOU WILL THINK OF ME
MAYBE EVEN COME TO SEE
THEN I WILL TURN AND SAY
I DONT NEED YOU ANYWAY....



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