Moving Pictures - Corey Smith

Clicked through your Facebook page

I hoped I might find at least one of me and you

Back in our puppy love days

You probably filed 'em in your trash can

Hell, I wouldn’t blame you if you did

I was young and dumb, not worth the kisses that you gave me

I was probably easy to forget

But all our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's

Play on a silver-screen somewhere in the back of my mind

You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture

You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving pictures

Moving pictures

No, your face hasn’t faded

Like all the other girls' have

And every time I swear I’m getting on with my life

A thought of you’ll stab me in the back

Then it’s high definition

Full-color in a flash:

The emerald in your eyes against the champagne of the sunset

On the hood of that blue Chevy that I had

And all our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's

Play on a silver screen somewhere in the back of my mind

You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture

You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving…

Pictures of you falling onto my chest

Whispering my name under your breath

The promise on your finger that I couldn’t keep

And the hurt in your eyes rolling onto your cheeks

When you threw it back at me

All our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time's

Play on a silver screen somewhere in the back of my mind

You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture

You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving pictures

Moving pictures

I looked at your photograph album

Clicked through your Facebook page

I noticed you were single

Couldn’t help but wonder if, I might get another chance with you someday