A Picture Of You

A C#m I've looked through a camera lens before but I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore D A Lips of yours, they could start a war A C#m So I stood, there were shadows dancing on the walls burning wood in this fortress of ours D A E And I took a picture of you F#m D A E Mmmmm isn't it a bit familiar, the colours in your eyes F#m D A E Mmmmm it's like I've seen this picture, a hundred times A C#m So we shook down this dusty wooden floor and I could feel that you were mine to hold D A E Then I took a picture of you F#m D A E Mmmmm isn't it a bit familiar, the colours in your eyes F#m D A E Mmmmm it's like I've seen this picture, a hundred times A I took a picture and I will keep it like my deepest secret, E F#m D I will keep it like the gift of an angel, the gift of an angel A And I will keep it like a scar on my chest, E F#m D I will keep it like the tears I can handle, the tears I can handle. A C#m I've looked through a camera lens before but I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore D A Lips of yours they could end a war.