pictures of you it s just pictures of you through the bedroom door with that sly little grin says you want it some more but there s people around and they don t look so nice tell me why don t they move this has happened before this has happened before it s just pictures of you in darkness pictures of you i d been sleeping for hours when you came to my house you d been lost in a crowd said you had to get out you were covered with tears and you said you were sad so you wanted to play yes you wanted to play well you touched me and smiled as you let yourself go oh but something was wrong cause your touch was so cold like you d been in the ground and you asked if you could stay and i said no it s just pictures of you in darkness pictures of you in that lovely white dress oh your skin was so white with the moon in your eyes on that cold winter night when your lips were so soft that i thought they would melt and the sound of your breath and the way that you felt and i said yes and i said yes it s just pictures of you with a knife in your hand with a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand it s just pictures of you standing high on a cliff with the wind in your hair and a smile on your lips and your eyes were so wild when you started to laugh blending in with the wind sounded just like a scream why do pictures of you come to me when i dream in darkness pictures of you pictures of you pictures of you pictures of you pictures of you1