Picture this, you and me
walking down a white sand beach
We're holding hands,the warm winds blow
We're all alone
All these dreams are fantasies
They're not real,not reality
And now i cry over you,nearly die over you
And all the bits and pieces of us that i try to find
Chorus:
Are only paintings in my mind
faded memories of another memories
of another place and time
We were happy as can be
You were loving me
And now it's just an image that i find
Like the paintings in my mind
