There's a picture hanging on my wall,
It's in black and white,
Yet holds so much color.
Actually there's no picture on the wall.
Just an image in my mind, and it's really not in black and white.
The color's all so vivid.
It's such a present past in my mind.
I see you,
Standing there
Surrounded by trees near rough calm river
You leaning against an Old Maple Tree
You arms around my waist.
Your hands running through my hair.
You kiss is so near.
I still hold that picture.
It won't leave me
Nor will it escape my mind.
There must be some reasons to why it won't leave me tonite.
An answer, I need
Still I never want to forget that picture.
The one in my mind.
Still though, I need an answer
~Elizabeth
