The Stylistics - Pieces

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Foolish pride can breed. destruction.
a-feedin' doubts to the mind…
I let my pride stand in. between us.
Never knowin' that I…
Had built a wall. pro-tecting
A need inside me
I was a fool. thinkin'
Only of me. not seein'
.Love meant more. than.
My precious pride. and ego.
Now all that’s left. for me…
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half
Pieces of Love
Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half
Pieces of Love
Pieces of the past!
Time is made to face the shadow
And like a thief in the night…
It comes to call and slowly creepin'
It disappears in the light…
But I won’t ever. make that the
Chain. around me
I’ll find a way. to.
shut out the things. that bind me.
Memories still. spinnin'
their web. upon me.
But now I’m left. alone…
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half
Pieces of Love
Pieces of the past!
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half
Pieces of Love
Pieces of the past!
(Instrumental)
Pieces of a photograph
I tore in half
Pieces of Love
Pieces of the past!
repeat chorus and fade…