I talk to your photograph each day
You should hear the lovely things I say
But I thought how happy I would be
If your photograph could talk to me
If I had a talking picture of you
I would run it every time I felt blue
I would sit there in the gloom
Of my lonely little room
And applaud each time you whispered
"I love you, love you"
On the screen the moment you came in view
We would talk the whole thing over, we’d do
I would give ten shows a day
And a midnight matinee
If I had a talking picture of you
If I had a talking picture of you
I would write a dreamy singsong for you
Oh, to make it oh so grand
But I'm sure you’d understand
Every time I say those three words
"I love you, love you"
Just for once I’d realize my ambition
We’d be all alone without an intermission
Where the censors won’t object
We would kiss with sound effects
If I had a talking picture
Of nobody else but you