There's a photograph in a haunted room Filled with memories that have gone too soon And as I pass by everyday I say why does it make me feel this way
There is life in the setting sun And you know I think that it should go on But as it turns around everyday I say why does it make me feel this way why does it make me feel this way
Laughing sun and laughing moon I think they should be And I want to be too But as it turns out I have to say Why does it make me feel this way Why does it make me feel this way Why does it make me feel this way
