Elvis Costello

He was wired
Dynamite
And she was rare as treasure
That’s not the kind of story you deny

In a frame
Under glass
They’ll always be together
And so in love
But photographs can lie

Now they say that I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying “He’s my knight
My bright morning sun”
Now I am mourning everyone

See him now
Know he cheats
Why can’t she see though him?
He used to be more valiant than vain

Put him on
A pedestal
And it’s a long way down there
I’ll never be his little girl again

Now they say that I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Saying “He’s my knight
My bright morning sun”
Now I am mourning everyone

Someone else will look at me
And think he is my lover
Developing the image in his eye
In a frame
Under glass
We’ll always be together
And so in love
But photographs can lie