Took my heart, left your sweater I thought time would make it better I'm still talking to the pain I thought that I could be forgiving With all the letters I have written But the past is hard to change You left me at the table Thinking 'bout the past Now all I have are memories and photographs I miss our careful conversations The simple expectations It was never hard for us But lately all I can remember Is that phone call in December Saying that I'm not enough Now I'm sitting here at the table Thinking 'bout the past Now all I have are memories and photographs Memories and photographs Where oh where oh did you run and hide? Why oh why oh did you say goodbye? Is it really goodbye? Is it really goodbye? Now I'm sitting here at the table Thinking about the past Now all I have are memories and photographs Memories and photographs Memories and photographs