A Collection کے بول

I've got a photograph, I took a picture of you. I took your picture in front of my favourite view. You play the part so well, You look so sure and free. No one could ever tell that you belong to me And 'cos you lie so well, I've got to pin you down. Under lock and key, So you will always be in my.. In my.. My collection. If you can't speak, you can't lie. If you can't run, you can't hide. I know a place you can't die, So no one lives inside.. My collection. I want to capture you. I want to immortalise, The way you play with your hair, The way you flash your eyes. I taste the air you breath. I taste the food you eat. I keep your nails and hair, And some of the clothes you wear. If you can't speak, you can't lie. If you can't run, you can't hide. And if you're dead, you can't die, So no one lives inside.. My collection. I've got some photographs, I'd like to show them to you. Though you don't know the girls, You'll recognise the view.