It's not the way you look,

It's not the way that you smile.

Although there's something to them.

It's not the way you have your hair,

It's not that certain style;

It could be that with you.

If I had a photograph of you,

It's something to remind me.

I wouldn't spend my life just wishing.

It's not the make-up

And it's not the way that you dance,

It's not the evening sky.

It's more the way your eyes

are laughing as they glance

Across the great divide.

If I had a photograph of you,

It's something to remind me.

I wouldn't spend my life just wishing.

It's not the things you say

It's not the things you do

It must be something more

And if I feel this way for so long

Tell me is it all for nothing

Just don't walk out the door.

If I had a photograph of you,

It's something to remind me.

I wouldn't spend my life just wishing.

Typed by John Manfreda