Fading Away (Picture Frame)

(Sassy. Jazzy.)

There's a lake by the house from a summer ago,

It's white-washed walls are dazzling with a radiant glow

Our faces are so brown they called you Indian child,

We were laughing, it was hot, and everything grew so wild.

Now that photo is aging

In this silver picture frame.

Though that house is still standing

I can see you're not the same.

You're fading away like the stars in the morning

Fading away like sun when it storming

You're drifting away like the leaves in the fall

I can hear you in the whisper of the winds quiet call.

You're fading away like the blush of a new dawn

Fading away like the last line of this song

Drifting away like the tides of the sea

You came crashing in 

And now you've slipped out of my reach. 

Yeah, you're fading. 

If my voice made an echo it would be black and white

And you're eyes would be enlightened by these small words tonight.

But when I think about the ways I thought this world could satisfy

I watch you slowly growing fainter in the whirl of desire. 

Now this hope of mine's dimming.

It's the end of this spinning.

When the call finally came

I watched you walk out of this frame.

You're fading away like the life from an old man

Fading like the time in an hourglass full of sand

You're drifting away like watercolor in a jar

It doesn't matter where you go cuz I can't see where you are.

You're fading away like the spark of a candle

Fading like a dying fire's glow on the mantle.

You're drifting away like a thief in the night

You stole away my soul

I guess that was my sacrifice.

Yeah, you're fading.