(patty smyth/glen burtnik)
Somewhere in a scrap book
there's a rose you gave to me
and the photograph thats torn in half
and all thats left is me
live happily ever after
that came after i was gone
and they tell you that you can't go back
then why can't i go on?
Chorus:
when should be laughin` at this joke
dressed up as love, diguised as hope
and isn't funny after all this time
a tear is fallin` when i should be laughin`
Sunsets are like a painting, windows like a frame
when night comes in and i begin
to see it all again
'cuz i should be laughing at this joke
the damage done the words i spoke
and isn't funny after all this time
regret can find me when i should be laughin`
i should laughin` at life
and all of the tricks that it plays
i should be laughing at time
and how fast its slippin` away
Somewhere in a scrap book
there's a rose you gave to me
and with one last look
i close the book
and let the past just be
(repeat chorus)