Photograph Lyrics - Singles - Mark Lindsay

Every Wednesday evening at 6 o'clock, I'd drive across a bridge 

And travel through a brown and golden field 

And the sun was always setting in the muddy, reedy wash 

In the amber light her beauty was revealed.. 

They started tearing up the cornfield this morning 

And they were pouring cement upon the ground 

And I wish I had taken a photograph 

Where my Wednesday evening cornfield could be found. 

There's a castle on a hilltop, in the middle of a lake 

Made of wood and lace and glass of every hew. 

And as long as she's still standing, we remember yesterday 

And the promises our fantasies once knew.. 

But they started tearing down the old girl this morning 

And they were pouring cement upon the ground 

And I wish that I had taken a photograph 

Where the lovely lacy lady could be found, 

Wish I had taken a photograph. 

There were canyons that are dams now 

There were forests that are towns 

There were grasslands where the buffalo could run 

Will they fill our skies with buildings? 

Will the highways never end? 

'Til there's nothing left that's kind to anyone? 

They started tearing down the whole world this morning 

And they were pouring cement upon the ground 

Oh I wish I had taken that photograph 

Where the green and growing world could still be found.. 

They started tearing down the whole world this morning 

And they were pouring cement upon the ground 

And I wish I had taken a photograph 

Where the green and growing world could still be found. 

And I wish I had taken a photograph.