Testo Photographs

Wish that I took more photographs of us
Said goodbye now our love's collecting dust
Just a memory of you is not enough
I wish that I took more photographs of us

I can't believe I left you feeling solo
I was just at Nan's going through old photos
And you ain't in many of them, you're barely in any of them Three or four of them I wish you were in more of them
I just wish there were more of them
Cos now all I got is memories
And I cry but that river's run dry
If only time was something that money could buy, goodbye
But it ain't, with words there's only so many pictures I can paint
And I'm running out of film now, there's only so many pictures I can take
How does Faith feel looking at pictures of B
How does Courtney looking at pictures of Kurt
But I hate looking at pictures of you 'cos it hurts

Wish that I took more photographs of us
Said goodbye now our collecting dust
Just a memory of you is not enough
Wish that I took more photographs of us I wish that I took more photographs of us

We all thought we'd live forever
We all thought that the moments would last
But the moments don't last, the moments pass
The only things the lasts are the photographs
But what about the pictures we didn't take
What about the moments that we forget
What about the memories that we've lost
That only leave you full of feelings and regret
Over the people we neglected, and the time we took for granted
When all you can do is close your eyes and hope that the memories develop in the darkness
Like photos do I wish I had a time-machine and a photo-booth
I know to grow I've got to learn to let go
But I just wish that I had something that I could hold on to

Wish that I took more photographs of us
Said goodbye now our collecting dust
Just a memory of you is not enough
Wish that I took more photographs of us

Last time he might have saw change in you
He sat there calm and explained the truth
How addiction ain't nothing but greed and glut
Could just eat the whole world like a baby food
And you got under my skin
All the nights eyes-rolled sunken in gin
Cos I don't want you to go and die like Owen and bruv
I really wish I had a picture of him

Wish that I took more photographs of us
Said goodbye now our collecting dust
Just a memory of you is not enough
Wish that I took more photographs of us
Wish that I took more photographs of us