There's a photograph in a haunted room
Filled with memories that have gone too soon
And as I pass by everyday
I say why does it make me feel this way

There is life in the setting sun
And you know I think that it should go on
But as it turns around everyday
I say why does it make me feel this way
why does it make me feel this way

Laughing sun and laughing moon
I think they should be
And I want to be too
But as it turns out I have to say
Why does it make me feel this way
Why does it make me feel this way
Why does it make me feel this way