Skeleton Key

There’s pictures on the wall of my parents’ house
From when I was naive
Your arm around my shoulder
On the first day of school
A smile so proud and strong

If every frame could speak
I’d wait by yours to say

I want to feel alive again like I used to

Your things are in the closet
And I couldn’t touch…
And your skeleton key
Was the only thing I had of yours to hold you close
But I lost it like it didn’t mean a thing

If every frame could speak
I’d wait by yours to say

I want to feel alive again like I used to
I dreamed someday your picture frame
Would bring me back to you
And help me feel alive again like I used to