Pictures

We went to the park

Didn’t come home till it got dark

You played your guitar

Held our hands when it got hard

I know it was too much

But you taught us to be tough

Sometimes it’s still too much

But it all looks good in pictures

When I miss you

It’s something I can hold onto

It’s here when you can’t be

Like a memory, fillin in the stories

Sometimes I’m in my head

Replaying what you said

And sometimes real life ain’t so pretty

But it all looks good in pictures

When you left mom was strong

She picked us up and carried us on

She hid all the bad

Showed us all the good we had

And I know it was too much

But you taught us to be tough

Sometimes it’s still too much

But it all looks good in pictures

When I miss you

It’s something I can hold onto

It’s here when you can’t be

Like a memory, fillin in the stories

Sometimes I’m in my head

Replaying what you said

And sometimes real life ain’t so pretty

But it all looks good in pictures

But it all looks good in pictures

When I miss you

It’s something I can hold onto

It’s here when you can’t be

Like a memory, fillin in the stories

Sometimes I’m in my head

Replaying what you said

And sometimes real life ain’t so pretty

But it all looks good in pictures