I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs To catch it, trap it in a lens, oh, don't let it get away I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs I'm running down the stairs To catch it, trap it in a lens, oh, don't let it get away It's in my photo-books It's in my memoirs It fills the cupboards I'm beginning to wonder where it's from, ah, it's all caught on tape It's in my photo-books It's in my memoirs It fills the cupboards I'm beginning to wonder where it's from Just don't let it get away And one day I can say that I lived it up And one day I can say that I remember it And one day I can say that I've got hard evidence We have a better chance on paper so we catalog our lives All it's the center as a secret, ask now anyhow Prefer reflections any things that you can fit within a page Just don't let it get away And one day I can say that I lifted off And one day I can say that I remember it And one day I can say that I lifted off And one day I can say that I remember it And one day I can say that I've got And one day I can say that I lived at all And one day I can say that I remember it And one day I can say what I've got