I ain't got much to go on,
just a box of photographs
But every picture tells a story,
but every story has two halves
I keep them separated in before and after piles
And somewhere in the middle is where Mama lost her smile
Somewhere in the summer back in 1982
Daddy took a job in town and we all had to move
I feel like there's one missing, I felt
it for a while One that's gonna tell me how Mama lost her
smile But you don't take pictures
of the bad times
We only wanna remember all the sunshine We don't live in pictures,
this is real life
And thereabout it's different,
it's black and white
I don't know why it matters,
I just know it does
It's not like it'll change things to find out what it was
She would never tell us,
that just ain't her style
But I wish I knew the reason why Mama lost her smile
But you don't take pictures of the bad times
We only wanna remember all the sunshine
We don't live in pictures,
this is real life And thereabout it's different,
it's black
and white
We're all a little older and we're all a little worn
But you don't take pictures
of the bad times We only wanna remember all the sunshine
We don't live in pictures,
this is real life And thereabout it's different,
it's black
and white
I ain't got much to go on, just a box of
photographs Every picture tells a story and every story
has two halves