ON THE TOP
OF MY DESK
MID THE CLUTTER
AND DUST
SITS AN OLD FIVE BY
EIGHT BLACK AND WHITE
IT'S ONE OF MY FAVORITE
PICTURES OF US
I'LL CARRY WITH
ME ALL MY LIFE
I MUST HAVE BEEN
ABOUT FIVE OR SIX
MOM'S HAIR WAS
STILL BROWN
AND DAD'S WAS
STILL THICK
BUT TO LOOK
AT IT NOW
SOMETIMES
I GET SCARED
TO THINK
THAT SOMEDAY
THEY MIGHT
NOT BE THERE
'CAUSE WHO'S
GONNA KNOW BUT ME
WHO'LL HELP ME RECALL
THOSE SMALL MEMORIES
WHEN I'M ALL
THAT'S LEFT
OF THIS FAMILY
OF THREE
WHO'S GONNA
KNOW BUT ME
DOWN IN THE CELLAR
UNDER THE STEPS
SITS AN OLD BOX OF
JUNK THAT I'VE SAVED
NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS
LETTERS AND CARDS
EVEN SOME
CODE-A-PHONE TAPES
SPICES OF LIFE I CAN
HOLD IN MY HANDS
AND SHOW TO MY KIDS
SO THEY MIGHT UNDERSTAND
AND THOSE
YEARS TO COME
WHEN THEY ASK
ME SOME NIGHT
WHAT GRANDMA AND
GRANDPA USED
TO BE LIKE
'CAUSE WHO'S
GONNA KNOW BUT ME
WHO'LL HELP ME RECALL
THOSE SMALL MEMORIES
WHEN I'M ALL THAT'S LEFT
OF THIS FAMILY OF THREE
WHO'S GONNA
KNOW BUT ME
IF LIFE WERE A VIDEO
I COULD REWIND
I'D GO BACK AND SLOW DOWN
EACH MOMENT IN TIME
THEN I'D DISCONNECT THE
FAST FORWARD BUTTON
SO I'D HAVE FOREVER TO
TELL THEM I LOVE 'EM
THE OLDER I GET I CAN'T
GET ENOUGH OF 'EM
'CAUSE WHO'S GONNA
KNOW BUT ME
WHO'LL HELP ME RECALL
ALL THOSE MEMORIES
WHEN I'M ALL
THAT'S LEFT
OF THIS FAMILY
OF THREE
WHO'S GONNA
KNOW BUT ME
WHO'S GONNA
KNOW BUT ME