I've been looking so long at these pictures of youThat I almost believe that they're realI've been living so long with my pictures of youThat I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel
Remembering you standing quiet in the rainAs I ran to your heart to be nearAnd we kissed as the sky fell in, holding you closeHow I always held close in your fearRemembering you running soft through the nightYou were bigger and brighter and wider than snowYou screamed at the make-believe, screamed at the skyAnd you finally found all your courage to let it all go
Remembering you, fallen into my armsCrying for the death of your heartYou were stone white, so delicateLost in the coldYou were always so lost in the darkRemembering you, how you used to beSlow drowned, you were angelsSo much more than everythingHold for the last time then slip away quietlyOpen my eyes, but I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right wordsI could have held on to your heartIf only I'd thought of the right wordsI wouldn't be breaking apart all my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of youBut I never hold on to your heartLooking so long for the words to be trueBut always just breaking apartMy pictures of you
There was nothing in the world that I ever wanted moreThan to feel you deep in my heartThere was nothing in the world that I ever wanted moreThan to never feel the breaking apartMy pictures of you
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