Lyrics
Scrapbook
YOU’RE IN THE KITCHEN BREWING COFFEE THE AROMA FILLS THE AIR
SUNLIGHT POURING THROUGH THE WINDOW FILTERS THROUGH YOUR HAIR
THE DOG IS AT THE WINDOW WATCHING FOR THE SQUIRRELS
AND EVERYTHING IS PERFECT IN OUR LITTLE WORLD
I JUST WANT THIS MOMENT TO SURVIVE ALL MY LIFE
SOMETHING TO HOLD ON TO EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
CARRY ME THROUGH ALL THE TRYING TIMES
AND CAPTURE THE CONTENTMENT
IN THE SCRAPBOOK OF MY MIND
THAT’S ME DOWN BY THE WATER PLAYING IN THE SAND
GRAMPY IS IN HIS LOUNGE CHAIR THE KING OF ALL THE LAND
BARBECUES WITH MOM AND DAD THE SMELL OF FRESH CUT GRASS
A SUMMER DAY ON THUNDER BAY I WISH THAT IT COULD LAST
I JUST WANT THIS MOMENT TO SURVIVE ALL MY LIFE
SOMETHING TO HOLD ON TO EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
CARRY ME THROUGH ALL THE TRYING TIMES
AND CAPTURE THE CONTENTMENT
IN THE SCRAPBOOK OF MY MIND
THESE DAYS I FIND IT DIFFICULT TO KEEP MY SPIRITS HIGH
SURROUNDED BY THE “FOUL RAG AND BONE SHOP” OF MY LIFE
I FALL INTO THAT DARK HOLE AND LOOK FOR REASONS WHY
MEMORIES OF PAST CONTENTMENT HELP ME TO GET BY
WE’RE AT THE TABLE SIPPING COFFEE SILENCE FILLS THE ROOM
OUT ON THE LAKE WE HEAR THE CALLING OF A DISTANT LOON
AND WHEN OUR LIFE TURNS DIFFICULT AS IT WILL SOMEDAY SOON
I’LL OPEN UP MY SCRAPBOOK TO THIS SUNNY AFTERNOON
I JUST WANT THIS MOMENT TO SURVIVE ALL MY LIFE
SOMETHING TO HOLD ON TO EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE
CARRY ME THROUGH ALL THE TRYING TIMES
AND CAPTURE THE CONTENTMENT
IN THE SCRAPBOOK OF MY MIND
IN THE SCRAPBOOK OF MY MIND
I WANT THESE MOMENTS TO LAST
IN THE SCRAPBOOK OF MY MIND
WRITTEN BY JAMIE OPPENHEIMER ©2006