Ben Mills – Letras de Picture Of You

Only a picture of you
all that I have is a picture of you
and faintly on my clothes
is the scent
of the fast fading memory
of the time I spent with you

charge the fire cos I'm cold
I stare at the hand I long to hold
It's all I wanna do
is wrap my arms around you
and take you to a place
where we're alone