Love
I don't know what makes you move
I don't know what makes you move
In these photographs
Love
I stare at these polaroids
I stare at these polaroids
And you're staring back
Deep sleep aviations
In conversations with constellations
Midnight trepidations
The detonations of self-deprecation
Ooh, I don't need you anymore
Ooh, I don't need you anymore
But love
When I close my eyes
I'm lying next to you
And I don't want memories
To fade like pictures do
In these picture frames
Love
I don't know what makes you laugh
I don't know what makes you laugh
In these sepia tones
Love
I can't help but make believe
Can't help but make believe
That you're coming home
White noise meditation
The hesitation to change the station
Radio resuscitation
Of suffocation
In contemplation
Ooh, I don't need you anymore
Ooh, I don't need you anymore
But love
When I close my eyes
I'm lying next to you
And I don't want memories
To fade like pictures do
Someone I once knew
In these picture frames