It's so still I can't hear the pages that fall as I look through my yearbook again
And I know I'll cry at the picture I see teardrops on page forty-three
There's a picture of us on page forty-three together with you I wanted to be
In the back of my book you wrote goodbye to me
That's why my teardrops are on page forty-three
I'd like to go back through the pages of time and hold you again in my arms
In the picture we look so happy holding hands why you loved her I don't understand
There's a picture of us...
