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