The Photograph

Another West Coast Saturday

And the shore gives me a crash and it's gone

Just like the midnight getaway

When I ducked into a cab and pushed on

She had a pretty face silhouette

And she told me that she liked how I kissed

What's the point, point anyway?

D-d-dreaming of this

'Cause it's gone, in the past

But we'll always be together in the photograph

Know our love didn't last

But we'll always be together in the photograph

No, I won't forget all the things she said

And the way she looked at me that night

'Cause it's stuck under glass

Yeah, we'll always be together in the photograph

Books on the bed frame, countertop

She had papers on the dresser and drawers

Could still hear her, don't you ever stop

We were laying in a room on the floor

She had a dark side underneath

But I never saw it peeking until

Sometimes she dances through my thoughts

But I know instead

That it's gone, in the past

But we'll always be together in the photograph

Know our love didn't last

But we'll always be together in the photograph

No, I won't forget all the things she said

And the way she looked at me that night

'Cause it's stuck under glass

Yeah, we'll always be together in the photograph

She's not the one, hey, whoa

But I think about it now and then

She's not the one, hey, whoa

When I close my eyes I see her face

But still I know she's not the one

Whoa, I think about it now and then

Whoa

But it's gone, in the past

But we'll always be together in the photograph

Know our love didn't last

But we'll always be together in the photograph

No, I won't forget all the things she said

And the way she looked at me that night

'Cause it's stuck under glass

Yeah, we'll always be together in the photograph

It was better like that