Mark Lindsay - Photograph lyrics

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 gla** 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 gra**lands 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.