Paroles de Photograph

I slipped in, into warm water, Into those hands, Up through the delta Up through the fog, like a hungry dog. It's like a photograph. It's like a dream I had Vivid and fading fast, it was never meant to last. The lilies were blooming; a hundred of them Intoxicating me - filling the room, The city below us, lit up like Christmas, Hanging on every word of your foreign tongue. It's like a photograph. It's like a dream I had Vivid and fading fast, it was never meant to last So take a picture from the ceiling, All the colours in me bleeding It's like a photograph, it's like a photograph So take a picture of the feeling All the colours in me reeling It's like a photograph, it's like a photograph Leave it behind you, a skid mark in the dust A storm on your pillow Put it down to lust