The truth is light right or wrong is never black or white
 We all wear disguises

 If a picture could talk we would all look away
 There'd be too many voices
 Rain come on and wash away this hot city skin
 Pictures and memories and hope once again

 So many times I see you in my mind when I'm not trying to
 I see a trellis gate and I run like a child who's late
 Whose friends are waiting for him
 We ll I never stopped to realize what was passing me by
 But love has a texture
 Catch a glimpse a reflection
 Of what would should or could have been
 Pictures and memories and hope once again

 I wonder if we know the future is now
 I wonder if we know the future is here