I've looked, through a camera lens before But I'm hooked, like I don't get anymore lips Oh yours, they could star a war So I stood, there was shadows dancing on the walls Burning wood, in this fortress of ours And I took, a picture of you Hmm, isn't it a bit familiar? The colors in your eyes Hmm, it's like I've seen this picture A hundred times So we shook, down this dusty wooden floor And I could feel that your were mine to hold When I took a picture of you Hmm, isn't it a bit familiar? The colors in your eyes Hmm, it's like I've seen this picture A hundred times I took a picture And I will keep it like, my deepest secret I will keep it like, the gift of an angel The gift of an angel And I will keep it like, a scar on my chest I will keep it like, the tears I can handle The tears I can handle And I looked through a camera lens before But I'm hooked like I don't get anymore lips Oh yours, they could end a war