Photo Album Of Us
country, Warm modern country ballad with female vocals; fingerpicked acoustic and gentle pedal steel, brushed kit building into a wide, uplifting chorus; subtle piano doubles the topline; second chorus adds stacked harmonies and a soft tambourine for that nostalgic “home-movie” glow, emotional, female vocals
Photo Album Of Us
country, Warm modern country ballad with female vocals; fingerpicked acoustic and gentle pedal steel, brushed kit building into a wide, uplifting chorus; subtle piano doubles the topline; second chorus adds stacked harmonies and a soft tambourine for that nostalgic “home-movie” glow, emotional, female vocals
Lyrics
Verse 1
You in grass-stained jeans
Me in your brother’s boots
Red dirt on our knees
Two kids under one big roof
Fireflies in a mason jar
You swore you’d keep me safe
Pinky swear in your backyard
Said you’d never walk away
Chorus
It’s a photo album of us
From the sandbox to this front porch
Every page a little closer
Every frame a little more
From scraped-up knees
To you on one knee in your Sunday suit
We grew up into this love
And every picture proves the truth
Verse 2
High school hallway, crooked grin
You holding my books too tight
First slow dance in your daddy’s barn
Christmas lights, Friday night (oh-oh)
Cap and gown, you kissed my cheek
Said, “Someday I’ll buy that ring”
Didn’t know that someday
Would feel just like everything
Chorus
It’s a photo album of us
From the sandbox to this front porch
Every page a little closer
Every frame a little more
From scraped-up knees
To you on one knee in your Sunday suit
We grew up into this love
And every picture proves the truth
Bridge
Now there’s tiny shoes by the door
Crayon hearts on the fridge
You spinning our little girl
Just like you once spun me as a kid (hey)
We’re laughing in the kitchen
While the baby tugs your sleeve
Best friends, then first kiss
Now the family we believed
Chorus
It’s a photo album of us
From the sandbox to this front porch
Every page a little closer
Every frame a little more
From treehouse plans
To wedding bands and midnight baby blues
We grew up into this love
And every picture’s me and you
Yeah, we grew up into this love
And every picture’s me and you