Love, I don′t know what makes you move

I don't know what makes you move in these photographs

Love, I stare at these polaroidsI stare at these polaroids and you′re staring back

Deep sleep aviations

In conversations with constellations

Midnight trepidations

The detonations of self-deprecation

Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore

Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore

But, love, when I close my eyes

I′m lying next to you

And I don′t want memories

To fade like pictures do

In these picture frames

Love, I don't know what makes you laugh

I don′t know what makes you laugh in these sepia tones

Love, I can't help but make believe

I can′t help but make believe that you're coming home

White noise meditation

The hesitation to change the station

Radio resuscitation

The suffocation in contemplation

Oooh, ooh, I don′t need you anymore

Oooh, ooh, I don't need you anymore

But, love, when I close my eyes

I'm lying next to you

And I don′t want memories

To fade like pictures do

Someone I once knew

In these picture frames