Took my heart, left your sweater

I thought time would make it better

I'm still talking to the pain

I thought that I could be forgiving

With all the letters I have written

But the past is hard to change.

You left me at the table

Thinking 'bout the past

Now all I have are memories and photographs.

I miss our careful conversations

The simple expectations

It was never hard for us

But lately all I can remember

Is that phone call in december

Saying that I'm not enough.

Now I'm sitting here at the table

Thinking 'bout the past

Now all I have are memories and photographs

Memories and photographs.

Where oh where oh did you run and hide?

Why oh why oh did you say goodbye?

Is it really goodbye?

Is it really goodbye?

Now I'm sitting here at the table

Thinking about the past

Now all I have are memories and photographs

Memories and photographs

Memories and photographs.