Photographs - Janis Ian

Photographs of long ago

The colors fade, the wrinkles show

I loved you then.

I love you still

I guess I always will

Aging hearts and shaking knees

Aching parts still bend with ease

I loved you young, and age improves

The song I feel for you

You grow more beautiful

Each passing day

The lines that time withstood

You grow more beautiful

I hate to say «I told you so»

But I knew you would

Close the light, still the flames

Candles light the empty frames

A photograph can never be

The song you are to me