Pictures Lyrics - Meditations - Will Ackerman

He keeps a picture of her 

In the top left pocket of his favorite shirt 

It's the one she liked to wear 

And he pulls it out 

Every now and then 

To tell her he was sorry 

For what the could have been 

But if he ever sees her again 

Well he'd tell her 

That I'll wait for you 

No matter how long it takes 

I'll make it through even if I break 

It's not the way that you touch 

It's in the way that you love 

I'll wait for you 

when and if I fall will you pick me up 

She stands outside the door of their old apartment 

But she doesn't knock, it's too late to talk 

What she waiting for? 

Then she cries herself to sleep 

Sayin, "If he could only see 

How hard it is to say I'm sorry" 

But if he ever opens the door 

Why She'd tell him 

That Idl wait for you 

No matter how long it takes 

I'd make it through even if I break 

It's not the way that you touch 

It's in the way that you love 

I'd wait for you 

And as he opened up the door 

To find her standing wanting more 

He found the words to tell her why 

He couldn't call and 

He couldn't write 

Then she smiled as she took his hand 

Saying we don't know 

But we can understand 

Let's just stay here 

That I'll wait for you 

No matter how long it takes 

I'll make it through even if I break 

It's not the way that you touch 

It's in the way that you love 

I'll wait for you