When I look into the mirror
I don't see the little child I saw before
The ribbons and the curls, the wide-eyed little girl
Aren't there anymore
But if I look into my memory
I can find so many pictures that my smiles have stored
Of one happy little girl in her ribbons and her curls
With the daddy she adores
Thank you for the beautiful pictures
They keep filling up the pages of my mind
Thank you for the beautiful pictures
They just keep getting better all the time
Every memory you've ever given me
You've always given from your heart
So thank you for the beautiful pictures
Dad, I'll cherish them like priceless works of art
The keepsake box now holds my treasures
Tattered bedtime story books we used to share
The ribbons and the curls, and the wide-eyed little girl
Can still be found in there
But my heart holds greater treasures
And there isn't one my memory could ever spare
Of one happy little girl in her ribbons and curls
With the daddy who really cares
Thank you for the beautiful pictures
They keep filling up the pages of my mind
Thank you for the beautiful pictures
They just keep getting better all the time
I never failed to see God the Father's love for me
I've always seen so much of Him in you
So thank you for the beautiful pictures
Every one shows Jesus shining through
I still love it when you wrap your arms around me, Dad
I guess I never will outgrow that part
You may see me all grown up on the outside
But I'll always be your little girl at heart