I had ducked out of the rain Into Maria's wedding day And I sat there with her friends And with her family And I was happy I wasn't someone they'd invite And I didn't know the groom Or know the bride But when I stood next to her brother For the photograph He was laughing Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Sure, I got pictures of my own Of the people and the places that I've known Here's one: I'm carrying your suitcase Outside of Alphabet City But in someone else's life Where Maria is a wife I'm on the mantle in the corner of the photograph Smiling pretty Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Are you tired of where you've gone? And you think you might belong In a moment when you step out of the rain? And you've ended up in someone else's frame? And they're memory now is never quite the same You know they never even asked your name Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera Take another picture with your click, click, click, click camera