Wake me up from the long way that we've come Just to find out that it's all been said and done But we'll do it again and say it's all in our heads Something automatic when you speak before you think And you walk beside yourself to pass the time If you never play the game you never lose anyway See the photograph on an empty wall Pictures of a life I can't call my own I need a love that won't do me wrong Waiting for the sound of a false alarm The pictures all that I know So afraid to unravel what we've made Out of everything that changed before our eyes You see the turning of the tide will bring us back to the shore Take a photograph when it starts to fade to black Someday you might never know if I was there It's the harder that you try that makes it hard to let go See the photograph on an empty wall Pictures of a life I can't call my own I need a love that won't do me wrong Waiting for the sound of a false alarm The pictures all that I know See the photograph Are the pictures real? See the photograph Are the pictures real? Want the pictures to be real Want the pictures