Old Camera

Old camera
What kind of pictures will I see?
Old camera
There's nothing left for you but me

Stranded in an empty drawer
I wonder what you'll have in store
A long lost night, happy times
Oh, just like yesterday, goodbye

Yeah, I know, I do what you're holdin'
I'm lost in your mystery

Old camera
What kind of pictures will I see?
Old camera
There's nothing left for you but me

Took a trip to the five and dime
Pulled up a chair and watched the paint dry
Anticipation, wonder, and lust
For all that you keep in trust

Yeah, I know, I do what you're holdin'
The suspense is killing me

Old camera
What kind of pictures will I see?
Old camera
There's nothing left for you but me

I always liked that dress on you
On the Ferris wheel, above we flew
Over the old black prairie
We were only passin' through

Old camera
What kind of pictures will I see?
Old camera
There's nothing left for you but me

Old camera
What kind of pictures will I see?
Old camera
There's nothing left for you but me



Credits
Writer(s): James Michael Stevens
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