All I Can Share Is Photos

Under the custard-colored crescent of an Andean moon
A jazz quartet performs a Harold Arlen tune
In the sculpture garden
On the other side
Of the constant flow
Of the Rio Mapocho

I carry you wherever I go
In these salt encrusted shoes
But in the end the truth is
All I can share is photos

Visit Laguna Chaxa, don't disturb the flamingos
Ride funiculars in Valpo, order a pastel de choclo
I keep being awoken
In the dead of night
By barking stray dogs
Out chasing cars

I carry you wherever I go
In these salt encrusted shoes
But in the end the truth is
All I can share is photos

I carry you wherever I go
In these salt encrusted shoes
But in the end the truth is
All I can share is photos

It's a disorienting feeling to be suddenly back home
Was it just a dream already scattered to places unknown?
Was it even worth
Coming back?
Then I see you from afar
And I blow you a kiss...

I carry you wherever I go
In these salt encrusted shoes
But in the end the truth is
All I can share is photos

All I can share is photos



Credits
Writer(s): Eric George Phillips
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link