Take back that photograph, it breaks my heartnAnd I will wait by the telephonenWhile the silence pressures my eardrumnI found a black and white with a person smiling sad at menNow I know can’t get back that photograph once it’s been seennnPromise you won’t let me fall asleep, never to wake upnTil my breath is gone, don’t let the color of my eyes fadenPromise you will find a way through the night while the angels crynYou color your heart, blood red love does not fade awaynnCan’t give back that photograph once it’s been signednAnd I can’t stop thinking about your voicenNow it’s keeping me up at nightnI found myself on a black and white staring back at menNow I know, can’t get back that photographnIt just needs colornnPromise...nnBlood-drop on that black and whitenIs the only thing that can colorize these non-colored eyesnnPromise...