Текст песни
Wasn't it you, my son, who didn't seem to care
When there on her face a trace of tear appeared
Oh wow, you break the rules it isn't fair, my boy
So now you understand: relation's not a toy
Widespread mistake, so don't be scared
I hardly recognize, but let me look inside your eyes
Is there shade of love that never dies
Now have a cigarette, you still remember all she said
Wasn't it love till one of you drops dead.
Portraits last longer than faces
Paper never needs a telephone call
Portraits last longer than faces
Paper never needs no one at all
Portraits last longer than faces
Paper never needs a telephone call
So take photographs or maybe later
You'll have no one to look at all
