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Painted pictures and colored glasses
Burning hot like smoke and ashes
Deserted halls and empty walls
A memory of you recalls to me
The way things used to beI love your letters and dried up flowers
Ticking clocks that pass the hours
Shadows here in the moonlight cast
Memories of a haunting past you left behind
For me
To find a melodyThe way things used to beTurn up the radio
To tune out your memory
But even stronger now
Sing out the harmony
When will this hopeless dream
Ever set me free?Sunday dinners, the tables set
Faces that you dont forget
I spilled the milk and shattered a plate
Reminds me of the stolen fate

So sad; its too bad
That we lost what we had
Now everything that I see becomes
The way things used to be
The way things used to beThe way things used to be

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Brooke Elizabeth White (born June 2, 1983 in Phoenix, Arizona, and raised in nearby Mesa) is a singer-songwriter who plays the piano and guitar, and was the 4th place finalist on the seventh season of the television series American Idol. White's first CD, Songs From The Attic, was released by the independent label New Millennium Records Group in 2005, and was produced and co-written by Tim Simms. On iTunes, the album has peaked at #19 on the Top 100 Albums Chart, #6 on the Top 100 Pop Albums Chart and #8 on the Top 10 Album chart in Canada.

Read more about Brooke White on Last.fm.


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