Photo Album

Here is a picture of a girl, just three years old
With the cutest little smile
Who'd ever think that she'd grow up to be a lady
And later have to go away?
Oh, I think the world of your name
It simply won't be the same
like my photo album remembers
Like my photo album remembers
remembers all those years
Here is a picture by a lake, while
you were just a teen
In the mountains that you loved
How natural she looked in her beauty
Like an angel from the sky
Here is a picture of the house that you took and turned to gold, such ingenuity
Yes we know it meant so much to your happy, happy life
And I'm sure you miss it now






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		Photo Album - © Craig M. Tappa 1985 - All Rights Expressly Reserved Theme: Though this song was written after my mother's death, the sentiment rings true for all who look through their photo albums with tender fondness. Here is a picture of a girl, just three years old With the cutest little smile Who'd ever think that she'd grow up to be a lady And later have to go away? Oh, I think the world of your name It simply won't be the same like my photo album remembers Like my photo album remembers remembers all those years Here is a picture by a lake, while you were just a teen In the mountains that you loved How natural she looked in her beauty Like an angel from the sky Here is a picture of the house that you took and turned to gold, such ingenuity Yes we know it meant so much to your happy, happy life And I'm sure you miss it now