Pictures of you
  It's just pictures of you, through the bedroom door
  With that sly little grin, says you want it some more
  But there's people around, and they don't look so nice
  Tell me why don't they move, this has happened before
  This has happened before
  It's just pictures of you
  In darkness
  
  Pictures of you
  I'd been sleeping for hours,
  when you came to my house
  You'd been lost in a crowd, said you had to get out
  You were covered with tears and you said you were sad
  So you wanted to play
  Yes, you wanted to play
  Well you touched me and smiled, as you let yourself go
  Oh, but something was wrong, 'cause your touch was so cold
  Like you'd been in the ground and you asked if you could
  Stay
  And I said no!
  It's just pictures of you
  In darkness
  
  (Pictures of you)
  In that lovely white dress, oh your skin was so white
  With the moon in your eyes, on that cold winter night
  When your lips were so soft, that I though they would
  Melt,
  And the sound of your breath and the way that you felt
  And I said yes
  And I said yes
  It's just pictures of you with a knife in your hand
  With a rose in your teeth lying nude in the sand
  It's just pictures of you, standing high on a cliff
  With the wind in your hair, and a smile on your lips
  And your eyes were so wild, when you started to laugh
  Blending in with the wind, sounded just like a scream
  Why do pictures of you
  Come to me when I dream
  In darkness
  
  Pictures of you