that old picture with my arm around you tore it to pieces this morning at two score one for me i took your portrait off the living room wall then i started on the ones in the hall had a bonfire i decided it was time to forget so i got rid of every picture you left but what do i do with this picture of you in my mind i close my eyes and i still see you saying goodbye i know i d be okay if i could just throw away this picture i walk alone down a crowded street and see your face in everybody i meet when s it going to end every single night i crawl into bed hoping sleep will keep you out of my head i should know better every time i turn around there you are i never thought your memory would go this far 