Picture Me

This old dusty lamp lights up the memories
That come alive in these old pictures someone took of you and me
I hold 'em like a treasure on lonely nights like this
And before I turn the lights down, I press you to my lips
Picture me holding pictures of you
The only thing that I left to hold onto
If you’re wondering where I’ve been
And what I’ve done since way back then
Picture me holding pictures of you
I lay here all alone on your side of the bed
I smell your perfume on the pillow where you used to lay your head
I dream of yesterday, wipe the tears from my eyes
Even though you’re gone forever, I just can’t say goodbye
Picture me holding pictures of you
The only thing that I left to hold onto
If you’re wondering where I’ve been
And what I’ve done since way back then
Picture me holding pictures of you
Picture me holding pictures of you