Текст: Depeche Mode. A Broken Frame. A Photograph Of You.

What good is a photograph of you?
Every time I look at it
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 but to say I would
I'd be a liar

What good is a color 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 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