Song Length |
3:27 |
Genre |
Folk - Country |
Lyrics
Empty Pictures and Dusty Frames
When you packed your bags for leaving
Why couldn?t leaving me be clean
Empty rooms so full of memories
Empty pictures and dusty frames
Minutes turn to hours
And hours turn to days
As I stumble through the darkness
Of your so vivid memory
Chorus:
I?m so afraid of dying
I miss you more and more each day
And breathing feels like crying
?Bout empty pictures and dusty frames
Bridge:
I rise up every morn?
And just before the coffee?s poured
I think today?s the day
I throw picture frames away
Verse 3
Then I sit down with my coffee
And I see your empty chair
And all the pictures that surround me
There?s too much nothing for me to bear
Chorus:
I?m so afraid of dying
I miss you more and more each day
And breathing feels like crying
?Bout empty pictures and dusty frames
Yeah breathing feels like crying
?Bout empty pictures and dusty frames
words and music by: Angela Favretto (Jan. 2001)