Picture Frames

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