Jennifer is laughing at my same old stupid jokes
It`s the first time that I`ve seen her since it all went up in smoke
Her hair is longer, her eyes are sadder, her smile is just the same
It`s funny how we sit here as if nothing`s really changed
`Cause old lovers never fade away
They haunt you and they hint at things
That never could have been
Like faces in Picasso`s notebook, visions that have lost their shape
She acts a little jealous, `cause my life is going well
But we talk around the danger zones, we know more than we tell
`Cause old habits burn into your mind
They taunt you and they trick you
And they twist your sense of time
Like faces in Picasso`s notebook, visions that have lost their shape
Faces in Picasso`s notebook, lovers who have lost their way
And isn`t it strange how we feel so close
Now that there`s no love to bind us?
And isn`t it strange how your heart keeps a hope burning?
So we sit together, have a drink to all that might have been
And drift into our separate lives - I guess that`s how these things end
Like faces in Picasso`s notebook, visions that have lost their shape
Faces in Picasso`s notebook, lovers who have lost their way
Lovers who have lost their way