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