Faded memories

I'm full of whispers, the record begins to play A timeless melody, in shades of grey, moving A faded photograph, upon my door Capturing a moment, a story we can't quite handle In those jazz-filled nights, they always seem to linger Lost in the notes, and the memories they deliver The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air That faded photo, reminded me you were there The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there I'm full of whispers, the record begins to play A timeless melody, in shades of grey, moving A faded photograph, upon my door Capturing a moment, a story we can't quite handle In those jazz-filled nights, they always seem to linger Lost in the notes, and the memories they deliver The sound of trumpets, dancing in the air Oh, that faded photo, reminded me you were there Thanks for watching