| I’ve fallen in love with a photograph | 
| A moment of youth that I can’t get back | 
| The days when you’re here it returns again | 
| Emotions that feed on me everyday | 
| And every night I watch it fading | 
| It’s safer just to write my whole life down | 
| With every breath the words betray me | 
| It’s easier to face the truth | 
| I’ve taken a vow that I’ll make it up | 
| I’ll dig in the past and I’ll rake it up | 
| Making amends to the friends I miss | 
| Breaking the mould that I’m frozen in | 
| And everyday I know I’m lazy | 
| It’s easier to let the good times pass | 
| And now it seems the memory’s hazy | 
| It’s time for me to face the past | 
| We tell them lies, we do sometimes | 
| We live and die for friends like these | 
| When all is said | 
| We turn instead | 
| And give our lives for what’s beneath | 
| And we do sometimes | 
| I’d be a fool to slide again | 
| I’ll be like you and try again | 
| I’ve fallen in love with a photograph | 
| A moment of proof that can’t love me back | 
| The way that it cuts at me everyday | 
| The images mock me a melt away | 
| And everyday I feel it clearly | 
| It’s easy just to save the worst until last | 
| And maybe I could see it really | 
| It’s painful what we do | 
| We tell them lies, we do sometimes | 
| We live and die for friends like these | 
| When all is said | 
| We turn instead | 
| And give our lives for what’s beneath | 
| And we do sometimes | 
| We live and die for friends like these | 
| And we do sometimes |