Depeche Mode - Photographic

Photographic

A white house, a white room
The program of today
Lights on, switch on
Your eyes are far away
The map represents you
And the tape is your voice
Follow all along you
Ti will you recognize the choice
I take pictures
Photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room
I said Id write a letter
But I never got the time
And looking to the day
I mesmerize the light
The years I spend just thinking
Of a moment we both knew
A second passed like an empty room
It seems it can not be true
I take pictures
Photographic pictures
Bright light, dark room
Bright light, dark room