Photograph

Every time I see your face It reminds me of the places We used to go. But all I've got is a photograph And I realize you're not coming back Any more. I thought I'd make it The day you went away But I can't make it Till you come home again to stay. I can't get used to living here While my heart is broke My tears are cried for you. I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by and we grow old And grey. Now you're expecting me To live without you. But that's not something That I'm looking forward to. I can't get used to living here...
Every time I see your face.

FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS RICHARD, UN ÍDOLO.