I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs to catch it, trap it in a lens Don't let it get away It's in my photo books, it's in my memoirs It fills the cupboards, I'm beginning to wonder where it's from… Oh it's all caught on tape It's in my photo books, it's in my memoirs It fills the cupboards, I'm beginning to wonder where it's from… Just don't let it get away And one day I can say that I lived it all And one day I can say that I remember it And one day I can say that I've got hard evidence We have a better chance on paper so we catalogue our lives Our lenses and our eyes are synchronised now anyhow Prefer reflections and the things that you can fit within a page Just don't let it get away And one day…