PIECE OF PAPER IN A FRAME
by wayne barnes
copyright 2005



feel like im living with a stranger 

someone i dont't  know anymore

they was a time when you were my life 

thought that i found what i was looking for 

here lately we have nothing to say 

an when we do we always fight 

i've come to the conclusion 

theres no chance to make this right 



we tried to make this last 

sometimes thats not enought 

i need to feel something more 

an now that missing in your touch 

were sleeping in different rooms

an your kiss don't feel the same 

tell me what do you do when all that left

is a piece of paper in a frame 



tried to find what we had in the past

but somewhere we lost that flame 

now the only thing we share 

is this prison and the same last name 

i don't know how i can live this way 

inside i feel like i don't belong 

after all these years i'm scared to death 

but in my heart it's time to move on 



we tried to make this last 
sometimes thats not enought 
i need to feel something more 
an now that missing in your touch 
were sleeping in different rooms
an your kiss don't feel the same 
tell me what do you do when all that left

is a piece of paper in a frame 



no , its not your fault

but my backs against the wall

sometimes it better to love an lost 

than to never loved at all 



we're sleeping in different rooms

an your kiss don't feel the same


tell me what do you do when all that you got left 

is a piece of paper in a frame