Pictures — текст песни (John Michael Montgomery)

(Chuck Jones/Steve Seskin)

Look at me, eighteen and tanned,
Behind the wheel of my old van,
"Hotel California" turned up loud,
No air-conditioning, windows down.
Look at you smilin` at me,
Don`t know when I`ve been as happy,
As that weekend out in Joshua Tree,
When I got down on my knees.
An` I like lookin` at old photographs.
Reminds me of the way we`ve always made each other laugh.

Pictures of a life we`ve made together.
Memories of a love that just gets better with time.
So many good times,
There`s no way I will forget.
They`ve got me thinkin` `bout pictures,
We haven`t taken yet.

Next year let`s go to Disneyworld,
Can`t wait to see our little girl,
Hold hands with Mickey Mouse,
Chocolate ice-cream on her mouth.
An` you`ll get all upset when I,
Snap you comin` off that ride,
With that pasty white look:
You won`t put that one in our book.
An` I like lookin` back at all the things we`ve done.
But I love dreamin` of the years yet to come.

Pictures of a life we`ve made