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Photographs of Us


Artist: Lionel Eddy
Artist's Description
Titled - Photographs of Us

A relationship between a man and a woman, told in a womans point of view.


Genre(s): Pop, General Pop
Mood(s): Angry, Happy, Positive, Sad, Thoughtful
Style(s): Friendship
Language(s): English
Standard License:$15.00
Extended License:$25.00
BUY COPYRIGHT:$500.00

Photographs of Us

By Lionel Eddy
I found your sweater, it still smells like you,

Remember the night we danced in the blue?

Under the stars, with the world standing still,

Now I’m just lost, can’t believe this is real.


You said forever, but forever feels gone,

Promises broken, like a sad, fading song.

We laughed 'til we cried, held hands in the rain,

Now silence surrounds me, just echoes of pain.


(Chorus)

Photographs of us, hanging on my wall,

Smiling in the light, now I just feel so small.

Memories cut deep, like a shadowed knife,

Love turned to anger, you were my whole life.


I drive by our spot; the bench we would share,

Where whispers of dreams floated up in the air.

You said you loved me, but the spark has grown cold,

Now all that I have are these stories retold.


The diner on Fourth, where we’d laugh till we cried,

Shaking our heads at the world outside.

But now I just sit, staring at my phone,

Waiting for a message that you’ll never send home.


(Chorus)

Photographs of us, hanging on my wall,

Smiling in the light, now I just feel so small.

Memories cut deep, like a shadowed knife,

Love turned to anger, you were my whole life.


(Bridge)

Crimson sunsets, and the games we would play,

Fade into darkness, where you’ve gone away.

In every corner, I still see your face,

But love’s just a ghost, in this lonely space.


(Chorus)

Photographs of us, hanging on my wall,

Smiling in the light, now I just feel so small.

Memories cut deep, like a shadowed knife,

Love turned to anger, you were my whole life.


(Outro)

So I’ll pack these memories, put them away,

Finding my strength; it's a brand new day.

But still in the night, when the shadows grow long,

I’ll miss your laughter, in our favourite song.

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