|
LYRICS What good is a photograph of you? Every time I look at it It makes me feel blue What use is a souvenir of something We once had When all it ever does is Make me feel bad? I wish I could tear it up But then again I haven’t the guts I wish I could throw it on the fire I wish I could But to say I would I’d be a liar What good is a color print of a little baby doll When just one little glance is enough to make me feel dull? I wish I would misplace it But then I take such good care of it I wish it would disappear I say I wish But then I relish it being here What good is a photograph of you Every time I look at it It makes me feel blue |
|