Your baby picture was hiding in a box
With taxes, dredges and love notes
It's been along time since I peaked inside it
My heart is too tender for these things

But what do I do if I try to peer inside?
And I find a little picture with your face in frame

These golden frames are burning
These golden frames are burning
These golden frames are burning
These golden frames are burning
These golden frames are burning
These golden frames are burning
These golden frames