A Picture of You - North

I've looked through a camera lens before

But I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore

Lips of yours, they could start a war

So I stood, there were shadows dancing on the walls

Burning wood, in this fortress of ours

And I took a picture of you

And isn't it a bit familiar, the colours in your eyes

It's like I've seen this picture, a hundred times

So we sdown this dusty wooden floor

And I could feel that you were mine to hold

Then I took a picture of you

And isn't it a bit familiar, the colours in your eyes

It's like I've seen this picture, a hundred times

I took a picture

And I will keep it like my deepest secret

I will keep it like the gift of an angel

The gift of an angel

And I will keep it like a scar on my chest

I will keep it like the tears I can handle

The tears I can handle

I've looked through a camera lens before

But I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore

Lips of yours they could end a war