I was looking at the black and white world

it seemed so exciting

if you'd only put me back to back with that girl

when the night's inviting

with just a little lighting

there'll never be days like that again

when I was just a boy and men were men



you'd never go from moment to moment

you're the living double of a single fiction

you're the very colour poets compliment

cause you feel the fingers friction

it's a freeze frame, still it's real life

you don't want to look

cause you've seen the film and read the book



I was looking at the black and white world

trying to name some pin-up

in those days she was just a beautiful girl

now she's framed and hung up

I thought she was younger until

I saw her last night in close detail

though they all fade away when you're so pale



it's more than just a physical attraction

starts with a face and ends up a fixation

but you're never going to feel a fraction

the way it used to work on your imagination

when you were looking at a black and white world