I've looked, through a camera lens before
But I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore lips
Oh yours, they could star a war
So I stood, there was shadows dancing on the walls
Burning wood, in this fortress of ours
And I took, a picture of you

Hmm, isn't it a bit familiar?
The colors in your eyes
Hmm, it's like I've seen this picture
A hundred times

So we shook, down this dusty wooden floor
And I could feel that your were mine to hold
When I took a picture of you

Hmm, isn't it a bit familiar?
The colors in your eyes
Hmm, it's like I've seen this picture
A hundred times

I took a picture
And I will keep it like, my deepest secret
I will keep it like, the gift of an angel
The gift of an angel
And I will keep it like, a scar on my chest
I will keep it like, the tears I can handle
The tears I can handle

And I looked through a camera lens before
But I'm hooked like I don't get anymore lips
Oh yours, they could end a war