I Like Your Photographs

I live with the old swing and trumpets

And fly through my country and play it

And those who have calling, they have it

And everyone needs a light

A place in the sun

I like your photographs

I need one

You act like a stranger and I'll bet

You gave them my number and the rest

To those who keep calling and run it

And everyone needs a light

A place in the sun

I like your photographs

I need one

Leave here a stranger