Pictures of You

Pictures of you, it's just pictures of you, through the bedroom door

With that sly little grin, says you want it some more

But there's people around and they don't look so nice

Tell me why don't they move, this has happened before

This has happened beforeIt's just pictures of you in darknessPictures of you, I'd been sleeping for hours when you came to my house

You'd been lost in a crowd, said you had to get out

You were covered with tears and you said you were sad

So you wanted to play, yes, you wanted to playWell you touched me and smiled as you let yourself go

Oh, but something was wrong 'cause your touch was so cold

Like you'd been in the ground and you asked if you could stay

And I said, "No"It's just pictures of you in darknessPictures of you in that lovely white dress, your skin was so white

With the moon in your eyes on that cold winter night

When your lips were so soft that I though they would melt

And the sound of your breath and the way that you felt

And I said yes, and I said yesIt's just pictures of you with a knife in your hand

With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand

It's just pictures of you standing high on a cliff

With the wind in your hair and a smile on your lips

And your eyes were so wild when you started to laugh

Blending in with the wind, sounded just like a screamWhy do pictures of you come to me when I dream in darkness?Pictures of you

Pictures of you

Pictures of you

Pictures of you

Pictures of you