Picture Frame Songtext
von Coyote Grace
Picture Frame Songtext
I was there in the room
The day my baby died
And oh, how she cried
Wrapped up in her cloak of darkness
She saw a brighter light on the other side
She cried, "Oh Mama, I can′t live this lie"
Then, she was gone with a smile
Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same
I was there in the room
The day my baby was born
And oh, how he cried
He birthed himself out of the darkness
A newborn manchild fell into my world
Chest filled with pride to have him by my side
Though it killed my baby girl
My heart wears a veil of mourning
A painted smile on my face
A million memories of soft skin & angel songs
Even time cannot erase
I was there in the room
The day my baby said Goodbye
And oh how I cried
He traded in my pinks for a stranger's blues
My skin ain′t home to him anymore
He cried, "Oh Mama, I can't live this lie"
My heart just walked right out the door
Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same
And there ain't no one to blame
But I′ll never be the same
The day my baby died
And oh, how she cried
Wrapped up in her cloak of darkness
She saw a brighter light on the other side
She cried, "Oh Mama, I can′t live this lie"
Then, she was gone with a smile
Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same
I was there in the room
The day my baby was born
And oh, how he cried
He birthed himself out of the darkness
A newborn manchild fell into my world
Chest filled with pride to have him by my side
Though it killed my baby girl
My heart wears a veil of mourning
A painted smile on my face
A million memories of soft skin & angel songs
Even time cannot erase
I was there in the room
The day my baby said Goodbye
And oh how I cried
He traded in my pinks for a stranger's blues
My skin ain′t home to him anymore
He cried, "Oh Mama, I can't live this lie"
My heart just walked right out the door
Well, I buried her in a picture frame
The dust grows thick now upon her name
But I love her still the same
And there ain't no one to blame
But I′ll never be the same
Writer(s): Kathleen Brennan, Thomas Alan Waits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com