In a Photo
in a photo there is me and there is you
i sit beside you smiling and waiting
for a quick snapshot to go by what a view
as i look at the photo i lay here hating
that i do not know that familar face who
who are you the love of my life or the disgrace
i once knew that face i miss that smile i kiss
time has definatly passed i miss the chase
what has become of us what has become of this
time to let go but some how i cannot it is too hard
seeing the picture is the only thing i have left of you
so there is no us there is no you my heart is scarred
but i am grateful because in a photo is me and you
Copyright © Autumn Page | Year Posted 2010
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