I keep your picture in my worn-through shoes...

Someone Else’s Life by Joshua Radin

And somehow I'm leading someone else's life;
I cut her star down with my knife.
And right now I still see the way the moon
plays this tune though our night's died.

My hands shake.
My knees quake.
It's every day
the same way.

'Cause then came you.
Then there's you.
I keep your picture
in my worn-through shoes.
Then there's you.
Then came you.
When I'm lost
I look at my picture of you.

And somehow I'll make tonight our own,
show you every way I've grown since I met you.
And right now I'll be the boy in your next song
I'll learn the parts and play along if you let me.

My hands shake.
My knees quake.
It's every day
the same way.

'Cause then came you.
Then there's you.
I keep your picture
in my worn-through shoes.
Then there's you.
Then came you.
When I'm lost
I look at my picture of you.

If you let me, I'll show the world to you.
Yes, if you let me, I'll know just what to do.

'Cause then came you.
Then there's you.
I keep your picture
in my worn-through shoes.
When I'm lost in your eyes
I see the way for me.