Strange how someone you once loved
Can become just another person you once knew
Under broken frames and years of dust
I fear all that's left of us
Are sepia smiles and faded blue
But I'll pick them up and blow them off
And think but never tell
Cause that's just what you've done to me
And maybe it's sad or maybe it's just as well
Just as well
Can become just another person you once knew
Under broken frames and years of dust
I fear all that's left of us
Are sepia smiles and faded blue
But I'll pick them up and blow them off
And think but never tell
Cause that's just what you've done to me
And maybe it's sad or maybe it's just as well
Just as well