Lyrics

Nothing But A Picture

Every time I pass you, I look into your eyes.
I see the love we had from yesterday.
It somehow made me blind, yet somehow made you mine,
Much more so than you are today.

You?re nothing but a picture hanging on my wall,
My mending heart still aches when I pass you in the hall.
Yet you?re nothing but a picture, after all.

Your memory lasts forever in that frame on the wall,
And though it?s hard to look, I do everyday.
The frame is chipped and cracked now,
But I don?t mind at all, ?cause though you?ve gone, your love has stayed.

But you?re nothing but a picture hanging on my wall,
My mending heart still aches when I pass you in the hall.
Yet you?re nothing but a picture, after all.

I still feel your skin so soft; I still taste your sweet, sweet lips?
It?s amazing how you affect me now; it doesn?t make much sense.

?Cause you?re nothing but a picture hanging on my wall,
My mending heart still aches when I pass you in the hall.
?Cause you?re nothing but a picture, after all.

You?re nothing but a picture, after all.



2003 by Teri Weston & Tom Sparks