The Cure - Picture of You

"Pictures of You" is a song by The Cure written by Robert Smith from the 1989 album Disintegration.


The single version is much shorter than the album version, which is 7:24 minutes long instead of 4:48 minutes. There are also 2 different versions expanded by 2 UK 12 "singles, one of which is" odd mixture "which later appeared in Mixed Up. The other is similar to the album version.

According to interviews, the inspiration for the song came when a fire broke loose in the house Robert Smith. After that day, Robert is going through the remains and came through his wallet that had pictures of his wife, Mary. The single is a cover of the images. The same picture is contained in the "Charlotte Sometimes" cover, but this is a complete picture of 1981, while only the cover is a different theme.

I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they're real
I've been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures are
All I can feel

Remembering
You standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering
You running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go

Remembering
You fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering
You how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything

If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you

Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you

There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you