A Collection

I've got a photograph
I took a picture of you
I took your picture in front of my favourite view
You play the part so well
You look so sure and free
No one could ever tell that you belong to me
And 'cos you lie so well
I've got to pin you down
Under lock and key so you will always be in my collection
In my collection
If you can't speak you can't lie
If you can't run and you can't hide
I know place you can't die
So no one lives inside
My collection
I want to capture you
I want to immortalize
Way you play with your hair the way you flash your eyes
I taste the air you breath
I taste the food you eat
I keep your nails and hair some of o'clothes you wear
If you can't speak you can't lie
If you can't run and you can't hide
If you're dead you can't die
So no one lives inside
My collection
I've got some photographs
I'd like to show them to you
Though you don't know the girls you'll recognise the view;