Photographs

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Sitting in my room looking at the photographs
It sometimes makes me cry but sometimes makes me laugh
What happened to us, why did it all have to start?
Why do I have to go alone why did we fall apart
Sitting on my bed room floor
Looking at the photographs out my draw
I miss your smile, but its all gone with out a trace
All ive got left is the photographs and the memory of your face
How could you walk away from me?
We wanted to get married wanted to turn us two in to three
There so much I wish I said to you instead of saying bye
We shared the laughter and the pain and even both cried
We use to listen to radio
I used to sing to you every love song I no
Your the first girl I kissed
I was so scared I nearly missed
We wanted to get married then
I havent seen you since I dont know when
Every photograph makes me cry
Its time to say it... goodbye