Testo di Old Photographs

Here is one that we took one Sunday afternoon I remember it was in the summer time On the back it says eight eleven sixty five the same day you promised to be mine But old pictures have a way of fading like a love that wasn't meant to be Still each night I dig out the family album but old photographs sure get to me [ piano ] Here it is it's the last one that we took together Though it's faded a little more than the rest I suppose it's because of all the tearstains on it Bit it's the one that to me you look the best Yes old pictures have a way... Yes old photographs sure get to me