Pictures Lyrics

I get up in the morning
I meet you in the bathroom
You are the water that caresses me
You are the soap, you are the sponge
And you're the towel that embraces me

Put on my shirt and jeans
Everything still smells of you
Your spirit carries me away now
I can feel your lips and hands on me
And I feel so madly free

Pictures of you
Lively and true
Pictures eat holes in my head
So close you are
It's so bizarre
Pictures turnin' me mad

You're with me in the city
Your smile on every face
You are the shop assistant and her child
You are the taxi driver
You are the warming sun, the neon-lights

And when I come home lately
And listen to the radio -
It seems to me you wrote the songs for me
And while I send you my diary
I know you're close to me

Pictures of you
Lively and true
Pictures eat holes in my head
So close you are
It's so bizarre
Pictures turnin' me mad

Pictures of you