She she asked me if I knew
And had I wondered
Had I ever wondered who
Was sitting on the stand
It's my old way of games I played when I
Was happy as can be
No I don't know him
Or what he means to me
She'd lived for all those years
But he still flickers on the wall
While I just sit and stare
In black and white and shades of gray
They tell me I was there
My slate has been wiped clean
Now tell me who was he
To me?
To me
And now
The proof is on my screen
It feels so real
So real
The ink had dried some 40 years ago
Goodbye to you
Although I'll never know
That little boy from the photograph
They had to let you go
But he still flickers on the wall
While I just sit and stare
In black and white and shades of gray
They tell me I was there
My slate has been wiped clean
Now tell me who was he
To me?
To me