Down here below It's not so easy, just to be Sometimes I'm really all at sea You made me when the world was new And skies were blue And I am here because there's you They say I'll never see your face And we're out [unverified] from your grace The one
I would like to own your photograph The angels cry to have your photograph As if you were awfully made for life As fortune favor fools like candle light I would like to own your autograph The angels fight to own your photograph But you reckon on the
"Photograph" Huh! I'm outa luck, outa love Gotta photograph, picture of Passion killer, you're too much You're the only one I wanna touch I see your face every time I dream On every page, every magazine So wild so free so far from me You're all
On the phone Its handle's hot from messages you left Askin' us To question all the moments that we spent Breakin' bones And teaching every melody to cry Maybe it's too late to run Keep it all You're losing out So take a photograph to capture every sc
You and I we two alone In this terrace by the sea The sun is going down And in your eyes I see the changing colors of the sea It's time for you to go The day is done And shaddows stretch their arms to bring the night The sun falls in the sea And down
Every time I see your face It reminds me of the places We used to go. But all I've got is a photograph And I realise you're not coming back Any more. I thought I'd make it The day you went away But I can't make it Till you come home again to stay. I