MICHAEL KISKE Photograph
from the Place Vendome (2005) record
by Eddie (starfire@azet.sk)
Note: This is actually not a Kiske song but a song from a band named Place Vendome,
Michael did all the singing and since they released only one record, which is (against all
hardly known, it is better to file this one under the Michael Kiske folder. Great
how to make a great song with four chords and a little singing skills.
Verse 1:
F#m
I found a way
E D
To keep a lot of pretty features all the same
F#m
Here at my side
E D
You keep me warm with inspirations I cant hide
Pre-chorus 1:
A
I want to stay
E F#m D
But the pressures got me believing in all of the lies so Im
A E F#m
D
Left with nothing but anguish and your photograph
Verse 2:
I can pretend
But then the feeling gets the best of me, my friend
Its kind of strange
To be so full of imperfections we cant change
Pre-chorus 2:
Mmmm, I wanna stay
But its just too late though I contemplate my goodbyes and I
Seal it off in a letter - with your
Chorus:
A E F#m D
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, yes all that I have is your
A E F#m D
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, and theyre telling me lies oh I
A E
Might be a sinner, might be no saint
F#m D
But the winds of change have delivered me to my fate
A E F#m
D
I need more than a memory, and your photograph
Verse 3:
We both depend
Upon the one to understand and comprehend
And though Ive tried
Ive got to leave with just an ounce left of my pride
Pre-chorus 3:
Yeah, you ought to know
That Im only human and only you can deny that I
Needed more than a reason And your
Chorus 2:
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, yes all that I have is your
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, and theyre telling me lies oh I
Might be a sinner, might be no saint
But the winds of change have delivered me to my fate
A E D
I need more than a memory, and your photograph.....
Bridge:
F#m E D F#m E
Your photograph...
D F#m
Ive tried to make it, Ive tried to fight
A E
But the things that you do, well its just not right
D F#m A E
If I could turn back the hands of time would it matter? No
Chorus 3:
Smiling eyes here on a photograph
Smiling eyes here on a photograph
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, yes all that I have is your
Smiling eyes here on a photograph, and theyre telling me lies oh I
Might be a sinner, might be no saint
But the winds of change have delivered me to my fate
I need more than a memory
