Pictures framed on the wall

Faces carved into my memory

Waiting for you to call

Knowing that it will never be

I love you still, and always will

I know that we were meant to be

Echoes of the past can kill

While Circleing my memory

Why did you have to go?

Why is life so cruel?

Some things I'll just never know.

Somtimes I'll play the fool.

I wonder where you went;

I wonder where you are.

You were heaven sent;

Just like a falling star.

Though you wern't all mine,

I'll keep your memory.

Beside me for all time,

Right where you were meant to be.

Pictures framed on the wall

Faces carved into my memory

Waiting for you to call

Knowing that it will never be