I have found an old picture
in the box, on the closet
the memories are back
when you used to be a part of me
how are you, what you're doing
i don't know who's waking up with you
but I so know who's still crazy about you
REF.
Give me, just a minute or two, to hug her
God, give me a miracle
just a minute or two is gonna be enough (for her)
to break my heart again
just one momen, God, it means to me
like years with another one
bring that picture to life, for an air of happiness to come in
through the window of my sorrow
I have found a (one) picture
which is worth more than life
the old wounds are still alive
reminding of days that passed.
how are you, what you're doing
i don't know who's waking up with you
but I so know who's still crazy about you