Took my heart, left your sweater
I thought time would make it better
I'm still talking to the pain
I thought that I could be forgiving
With all the letters I have written
But the past is hard to change

You left me at the table
Thinking 'bout the past
Now all I have are memories and photographs

I miss our careful conversations
The simple expectations
It was never hard for us
But lately all I can remember
Is that phone call in December
Saying that I'm not enough

Now I'm sitting here at the table
Thinking 'bout the past
Now all I have are memories and photographs
Memories and photographs

Where oh where oh did you run and hide?
Why oh why oh did you say goodbye?
Is it really goodbye?
Is it really goodbye?

Now I'm sitting here at the table
Thinking about the past
Now all I have are memories and photographs
Memories and photographs
Memories and photographs