Frames Without Photographs

Lonely mess Staring out a window pane Sitting on an unmade bed Thinking with an un-madeup mind About the things I can't forget You've gone but you never left And now I'm only a frame A frame without a photograph If only once someone Someone would fill me up How can I bear This nightmare that I cannot tear From the everyday I wear Over and over Like a B-movie The kind you wouldn't want to see And now I'm only a frame A frame without a photograph If only once someone Someone would fill me up I am only a frame A frame without a photograph Fill me up Fill me up Fill me up Fill me up I've got a need to be met By someone that I've not met yet I've got shadows, I've got silhouettes But haven't the frame nor the framework I am only a frame A frame without a photograph If only once someone Someone would fill me up