Picture of You
I sat on my bed
Feeling someone i'm missing
And I feel like I miss you
I took my guitar
Took my book and start singing
I'm writing a song about you
I try to remember those days
The days I was with you
I try to recall your sweet face
But I couldn't get a Picture of You
I wonder why did you left me
I want to know the reason
I am sinking underneath
Is my message being delivered
I always want to forget you
But I figured is the wrong to do
Where is the answer I am seeking
What is the real truth
I can remember
The way you touched me
You used to like me
I can remember
Many times I was there
I was the one who set you free
Free from the problems
That was haunting you
Free from all the people
That was killing you
And I could remember
That I was always true
And I could remember
How I put myself through
Just to be with you..
I lied on my bed
And I start reminiscing
But there was no picture of you
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