memories of you   will they ever fade   the pictures i hold on to   could they be lost someday   theres blood on my fingers   and stains on the page   the words ive written   they haven't changed   i'll see you on wednesdays   behind the glass    is everything that i cant have      im waiting here for you   im waiting...      on wednesdays   ill see you   behind the glass    is everything that i cant have      im waiting here for you   im waiting...