People take pictures of the summer   Just in case someone thought they had missed it   And to prove that it really existed      Fathers take pictures of the mothers   And the sisters take pictures of brothers   Just to show that they love one another      You can't picture love that you took from me   When we were young and the world was free   Pictures of things as they used to be   Don't show me no more, please      People take pictures of each other   Just to prove that they really existed   Just to prove that they really existed      People take pictures of each other   And the moment to last them forever   Of the time when they mattered to someone      People take pictures of the summer   Just in case someone thought they had missed it   Just to prove that it really existed      People take pictures of each other   And the moment to last them forever   Of the time when they mattered to someone      Picture of me when I was just three   Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree   Oh, how I love things as they used to be   Don't show me no more, please