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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=98154" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Photograph</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=98154" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hands old and poor, her back bent and sore,<br>She lifts from the drawer, the photograph<br>Though tattered and torn, through years it has worn,<br>But still bears the form of the man she knew<br>Her eyes are weak, spilling tears on her cheek<br>Her lips start to speak to the photograph<br>She tells him with pride, she still loves him inside<br>Though years ago died, la da da da<br>La, la da, la da, la da da, la da, la da da,<br>La la la da da,<br>La, la da, la da, la da da, la da, la da da,<br>La la la da da<br>And all of the people she knew, who she knows no more<br>Who dont know the score say,<br>We wonder why, she never married, such a<br>Pretty girl she was, such a lovely face she had,<br>Such a pretty thing she was, once<br>She turns to her right, to put out the light,<br>And wishes goodnight to the photograph<br>Her love, though its strong and lasted this long,<br>And goes on and on, shes still in love<br>La, la da, la da, la da da, la da, la da da,<br>La la la da da,<br>La, la da, la da, la da da, la da, la da da,<br>La la la da da</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/">song</a> performed by <a href="http://songs.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Rick+Springfield">Rick Springfield</a> - <i><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/" target=_blank>more quotes...</a></i></div>

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