Holding one smile in a frame from the past
A whisper of laughter, one continuos roll thats been cast

Young forever in that time
To breathe that breathe to rhyme young rhymes

You were so different back then and when i look at you now
I wonder what happened i ask myself how

The frame work is there and you have the same eyes
But with the increasing of years you've been battered by lies

The sweet innocence gone and your not so care free
When i look in your eyes i forget that was me...

When i look at that picture i want that part of me back
The part that still loved you, the little blond brat

But its like im stuck in the frame and its hard to break free
That thing that captured my life, that still captured me