I found our picture on the floor
The one I gave you just weeks before
Before you found out I was untrue
I made a picture of me and you
I laid the pieces out on the table
I thought that maybe I'd be able
To sew the memories once again
Aww, to the picture would've been
My tears are wasted, I can't return
To the beginning when passions burn
And there?s no picture in all the land
That can right a wrong, wrong man
So I must go now, go far away
I'll take no pictures of yesterday
She'll be better, thats her claim
When I'm a memory in a broken picture frame
When I'm a memory in a broken picture frame