Look at the photographs think of before,
Think of when love meant forever more.
When holding hands was all you knew,
and laughter all that you\'d ever do.
When scraped knees was all that hurt,
All you needed was a hug for comfort.
When hearts never ever got broken,
And laughter said what was needed to be spoken.
Photographs can\'t explain those days,
All the weekends and parties for birthdays.
Look at the photographs think of before,
Think of when love meant forever more.
