| There’s a picture of you on my dresser
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| And it’s been there since you said goodbye
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| And when I look in its direction
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| You’re strain my heart straight in the eye
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| It just sits there smiling at me
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| Taking me back in time
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| And before I know it
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| I’m all caught up in
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| That old frame of mine
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| I wish I could tear it to pieces
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| And I’ve tried with all of my might
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| But somehow I can’t find courage
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| Oh, to let you out of my sight
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| It just sits there smiling at me
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| Taking me back in time
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| And before I know it
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| I’m all caught up in
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| That old frame of mine
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| Yea before I know it
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| I’m all caught up in
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| That old frame of mine |