Talking To Your Picture

Talking to your picture
Every night of everyday
Talking to your picture
Since you went away
I say the things
I’d like to say to you
But its not the same
Its just a picture, not you

Every letter I send you
Returns unopened and unread
That’s why I cry myself to sleep
Each night when I go to bed
Every time I come to see you
I’m told your not in
Won’t you ever see me
So that we can love again