I Like Your Photographs

	I live with the old swing and trumpets
	And fly through my country and play it
	And those who have calling, they have it
	And everyone needs a light
	A place in the sun
	I like your photographs
	I need one
	You act like a stranger and
	I'll bet You gave them my number and the rest
	To those who keep calling and run it
	And everyone needs a light
	A place in the sun
	I like your photographs
	I need one
	Leave here a stranger