Ooooh... Mmmh...
...just like a movie...
I found them in a shoebox under the bed,
A hundred moments that I thought were dead.
Your smile in ’99, your eyes on me —
We were just kids, wild and free.
We were forever in that saturated light,
We didn’t know we were losing the fight.
These faded photographs
Are the only part of you I have left.
It’s a beautiful and a tragic theft,
I’m stuck in the past, in the silver glow.
These faded photographs
Are why I can’t let go.
I trace your face with my fingertip,
The taste of summer still on my lip.
We promised the world,
We were so beautifully naive.
The colors are all gone, it’s just black and white,
But I’d give anything to be back there tonight.
These faded photographs
Are the only part of you I have left.
It’s a beautiful and a tragic theft,
I’m stuck in the past, in the silver glow.
These faded photographs
Are why I can’t let go.
Do you remember?
Like I remember you?
Before the world changed everything we knew,
We were true.
...Faded...
...Faded away...