Song Description

Guitar and piano support the vocal melody in this song that reflects on the old saying that a picture is worth a thousand words.

Lyrics

She is only a picture of a girl in a funny hat
With her long hair hangin? down, and her eyes to the ground
The picture is black and white, but I know she lives in color
I don?t know how I know, maybe here twisted little smile tells me so

And she never speaks, she only sings about the bad times
Melancholy stories of a life on the run
She doesn?t know I listen, she doesn?t know me at all
I wish I could tell her she?s the one

In my photographic memory she is always the same
She never loses the magic in her eyes, she never turns away, and she never cries

And she never speaks, she only sings about the bad times
Melancholy stories of a life on the run
She doesn?t know I listen, she doesn?t know me at all
I wish I could tell her she?s the one

And I imagine someday far away from here
I will see her on the street
And coming around the corner, the man with the flowers
That she?s there to meet

But she?s only a picture

She is only a picture on the cover of a magazine
That?s sitting on the corner of my bed, with a story I?ve never read

And she never speaks, she only sings about the bad times
I wish I could tell her she?s the one