Pictures on the Wall

Pictures framed on the wall
Faces carved into my memory
Waiting for you to call
Knowing that it will never be

I love you still, and always will
I know that we were meant to be
Echoes of the past can kill
While Circleing my memory

Why did you have to go?
Why is life so cruel?
Some things I'll just never know.
Somtimes I'll play the fool.

I wonder where you went;
I wonder where you are.
You were heaven sent;
Just like a falling star.

Though you wern't all mine,
I'll keep your memory.
Beside me for all time,
Right where you were meant to be.

Pictures framed on the wall
Faces carved into my memory
Waiting for you to call
Knowing that it will never be