Things that you know Places you won't go Faces where you see Traces of yourself Ooh, life's a big mystery In the puzzle of history I see pieces of heaven In photographs of you and me Over mountains so high Through shadows below The dreams you will dream The love you will show In the dust storm of memories Of triumphs and tragedies I see pieces of heaven In photographs of you and me From before you were born Till you're old as sin Your wild oats strewn Across the fields of time My one prayer will always be That some day you like me I see pieces of heaven In photographs of you and me Photographs of you and me