I saw your eyesAnd you made me smileit’s not the way you lookit’s not the way that you smilealthough there’s something to themit’s not the way you have your hairit’s not that certain stylebut it it could be that perfumeif I had a photograph of yousomething to remind meI wouldn’t spend my life just wishingIt’s not the makeup and it’s not the way that you danceand it’s not the evening skyit’s more the way your eyes are laughing as they glanceacross the great divideif I had a photograph of yousomething to remind meI wouldn’t spend my life just wishingit’s not the things you sayit’s not the things you doit must be something moreand if I feel this way for so longtell me is it all for nothingI still work at it allif I had a photograph of yousomething to remind meI wouldn’t spend my life just wishing