Photographs

As he laid there his life flashed in front of him He wonders if he can take back some of his past As he looks back on everything, he's got so much He feels there's something missing I hear the silence but it sounds so strange I've never felt this type of pain My photographs, I want them back My photographs, I want them back So he wanders through all his photographs A tear falls down his face cuz he wants it back I hear the silence but it sounds so strange I've never felt this type of pain My photographs, I want them back My photographs, I want them back photographs My photographs The blackest nights we never needed more We used to dream of all that we wished for I hear the silence but it sounds so strange I've never felt this type of pain My photographs, I want them back My photographs, I want them back My photographs, I want them back My photographs, I want them back