This old dusty lamp lights up the memories
That come alive in these old pictures someone took of you and me
I hold 'em like a treasure on lonely nights like this
And before I turn the lights down, I press you to my lips
Picture me holding pictures of you
The only thing that I've left to hold on to
If you're wondering where I've been
And what I've done since way back then
Picture me holding pictures of you
I lay here all alone on your side of the bed
I smell your perfume on the pillow where you use to lay your head
I dream of yesterday, wipe the tears from my eyes
Even though you're gone forever
I just can't say goodbye
Picture me holding pictures of you
The only thing that I've left to hold on to
If you're wondering where I've been
And what I've done since way back then
Picture me holding pictures of you
Picture me holding pictures of you