I have a black and white photo
                         in my shivering hands
                         I photo of yesterdays colors
                         of yesterdays smiles

 kept in a second
 a memory of then
for the feauture

                             I have a black an white photo
                             in my frame from yesterday
                             a peace of then  to keep

            a smile that someone smiled
             on a photo from a time so long ago

 

                    I have wondered
                    How that yesterday
                   become today

how that second seems
like only seconds ago

                         not ages

counting on my fingers
             looking at the window

                seeing the doves from the movies again

                its all like a story
               in black an white

              the colors of before
                      the past is chaseing us again

                     I was opening a window
        let out a peace of paper
      shivering in the wind

                        memorys from yesterday
                 is shapeing our today

             I close my hand
              around your smile

          to keep yesterday another day

              I love