love's own picture show

As the picture fades out and time moves on
People age and laughter dies out quickly
As time will tell and love becomes a con
Rumors fly and lies spread very swiftly
The camera flashes oh so cold
The clocks fly by with tiresome faces
Love becomes our strong and only hold
Tons of faded pictures are in cases
Yet one goes through those cases to find what
Broken hearts, lost loves; more faded pictures
Broken clocks, laughter's gone, an open cut
That bleeds like the sweet and sour mixtures
The days of yesterday may come and go
Just like the day of love's own picture show