I was looking at the black and white world it seemed so exciting if you'd only put me back to back with that girl when the night's inviting with just a little lighting there'll never be days like that again when I was just a boy and men were men
you'd never go from moment to moment you're the living double of a single fiction you're the very colour poets compliment cause you feel the fingers friction it's a freeze frame, still it's real life you don't want to look cause you've seen the film and read the book
I was looking at the black and white world trying to name some pin-up in those days she was just a beautiful girl now she's framed and hung up I thought she was younger until I saw her last night in close detail though they all fade away when you're so pale
it's more than just a physical attraction starts with a face and ends up a fixation but you're never going to feel a fraction the way it used to work on your imagination when you were looking at a black and white world