so you're sitting by yourself
in a pretty brook dress
asked if i could take a picture
there were ten shots left on the roll
and i used them all while i was with you
there were ten shots left on the roll
and when i got them developed
they'd somehow been exposed
and i had ten chances
to capture you
with chemicals on paper
and i messed them all up
and i can't remember
what colour your eyes were
and i was looking forward
to hanging your pictures on my wall
memorising your face
so i would recognise you
just in case
we see each other
cause i've done this with other girls
and its just not the same
wish i'd asked you your name
wish i'd asked you your name