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I'M Still In the Picture But Not In the Frame

Why do both of us keep wondering
Just what might have been
When we could've been together
Instead we're just friends

Who am I to question fate I guess
When I am just a man

I'm still in the picture 
But not in the frame
And every time I see him standing there
It brings a little pain

I'm not saying I'm not happy where I am
But I wonder what could be

One thing I've always known
Is that I'm never over you
And I keep fighting with myself
That I may never get the proof

Of knowing what we could have been
And it keeps on killing me

Cause I'm still in the picture 
But not in the frame
And every time I see him standing there
It brings a little pain

I'm not saying I'm not happy where I am
But I wonder what could be

Years ago I had my vices
I don't think we would've worked
But now through clearer eyes I realize
I've been replaced with the hurt

Of being stuck with what might have been
Instead of loving you

I'm still in the picture 
But not in the frame
And every time I see him standing there
I know where to cast the blame

I'm not saying I'm not happy where I am
But I wonder what could be

Sometimes fate that goes unanswered
Becomes reality
And Maybe it's not you
Baby maybe it's just me

I'm still grateful for what I've been given 
I wouldn't trade it for the world

I'm still in the picture 
But not in the frame
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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