pretty as a picture,
the morning that you met
An d with every day that passes by,
the prettier you get
If I ever send you flowers,
I won't cut off the heads
And send you the storms
when I bug and see you crying in your bed
And I'll send you a fire for Christmas,
what an Easter time
Call and see the children in the summertime
Build the image of the mother,
imagine you and me
Winding back the yesterdays,
how happy I'd be
Ever since you left me
I've had a hole in my heart
as big as Asia
Grabbing at the wind
to try and catch on
to the rest of my life
And from the middle of the night
until the morning sun
I've been thinking of the little things
I never did or could have done
How little did I know you,
I should have realized
I was staring into emptiness,
looking in your eyes
That once would cry a tear for me,
not too long ago
I could see you needed me
and now it doesn't show
Oh, and I've still got your
picture taken long ago
And I'll keep it in my pocket
so I'll always know
You were pretty as a picture
in the morning that we met
And with every day that passes by,
the prettier you get
Ever since you left me,
I've had a hole in my heart
As big as Asia
Grabbing at the wind
to try and catch on
to the rest of my life
And from the middle of the night
until the morning sun
I've been thinking of the little things
I never did and could have done
Ever since you left me
I've had a hole in my heart
as big as Asia
Grabbing at the wind
and trying to catch on
to the rest of my life
And from the middle of the night
until the morning sun
I've been thinking of the little things
I never did and could have done
Ever since you left me
I've had a hole in my heart
as big as Asia
Grabbing at the wind
to try and catch on
to the rest of my life
And from the middle of the night
until the morning sun,
I've been thinking of the little things...