| [ti:Pictures of you] | |
| [ar:The Cure] | |
| [al:] | |
| [00:00.00] | Pictures of you |
| [01:47.44] | I've been looking so long at these pictures of you |
| [01:52.59] | That I almost believe that they're real |
| [01:58.02] | I've been living so long with my pictures of you |
| [02:03.34] | That I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel |
| [02:30.55] | Remembering you, standing quiet in the rain |
| [02:35.69] | As I ran to your heart to be near |
| [02:40.90] | And we kissed as the sky fell in, holding you close |
| [02:46.04] | How I always held close in your fear |
| [02:52.13] | Remembering you, running soft through the night |
| [02:57.13] | You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow |
| [03:02.59] | And screamed at the make believe, screamed at the sky |
| [03:07.93] | And you finally found all your courage to let it all go |
| [03:34.63] | Remembering you, fallen into my arms |
| [03:40.06] | Crying for the death of your heart |
| [03:45.31] | You were stone white, so delicate, lost in the cold |
| [03:50.68] | You were always so close in the dark |
| [03:56.13] | Remembering you, how you used to be |
| [04:01.20] | Slow drowned, you were angels |
| [04:03.79] | So much more than everything |
| [04:06.61] | Hold for the last time, then slip away quietly |
| [04:12.17] | Open my eyes, but I never see anything |
| [04:17.68] | If only I'd thought of the right words |
| [04:22.73] | I could have held on to your heart |
| [04:28.06] | If only I'd thought of the right words |
| [04:33.28] | I wouldn't be breaking apart |
| [04:37.08] | All my pictures of you |
| [05:00.74] | Looking so long at these pictures of you |
| [05:05.23] | But I never hold on to your heart |
| [05:10.65] | Looking so long for the words to be true |
| [05:15.76] | But always just breaking apart |
| [05:19.67] | My pictures of you |
| [06:02.98] | There was nothing in the world that I ever wanted more |
| [06:08.36] | Than to feel you deep in my heart |
| [06:13.31] | There was nothing in the world that I ever wanted more |
| [06:18.43] | Than to never feel the breaking apart |
| [06:22.82] | My pictures of you |