What good is a photograph of you?
Every time I look at it, yeah
It makes me feel blue

What use is a souvenir of something we once had?
When all it ever does is
Make me feel bad

I wish I could tear it up
But then again I haven't the guts
I wish I could throw it on the fire
I wish I could (I wish I could)
But to say I would, I'd be a liar

What good is a colour print of a little baby doll?
When just one little glance is enough
To make me feel dull

I hoped I would misplace it
But then I take such good care of it
I wish it would disappear
I say I wish (I say I wish)
But then I relish it being here

What good is a photograph of you?
Every time I look at it, it makes me feel blue
Every time I look at it, it makes me feel blue

Feel blue, feel blue
Feel blue, feel blue
Feel blue, feel blue
Feel blue, feel blue
Feel blue, feel blue