Foolish pride can reap destruction
I feel its darts to the mind
I let my pride stand in between us
Never knowing that I had built
A wall protecting a need inside
Me
I was a fool thinking only of me
Not seeing nothing more than my
Precious pride and ego
Now all the left for me
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of
Love. Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of
Love. Pieces of the past!
Time is made with face a shadow
And like a thief in the night
It comes to call slowly creeping
It disappears in the light
But I won't ever break that the chain around me
I'll find away to shine off the things that bind me
Memories still spinning their webs upon me
But now I'm left alone
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of chorus
Love. Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of
Love. Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of
Love. Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half. Pieces of
Love. Pieces of the past!