Neal Mccoy - That's A Picture lyrics

My little boy kneelin' by his bed, Hands folded, sayin' his prayers. Talkin' to God, man to man: He don't know that I'm there. That's a picture I'd like to frame. That's a picture only God can paint. That's the kind of beauty no camera can capture: That's a picture. My daughter sittin' in her high chair, Ravioli all over her face. I stand an' stare at her innocence: I don't see the mess that she made. That's a picture I'd like to frame. That's a picture only God can paint. That's the kind of beauty no camera can capture: Yeah, that's a picture. I've seen snapshots of sunsets that take everyone's breath, An postcards of Paris in the spring. No paper or canva** compares what happens, To my heart in moments like these. My perfect angel, her hair all up, Blastin' at her radio. She'd a-died if she knew I saw her, Dancin' while she folded the clothes. That's a picture I'd like to frame. That's a picture only God can paint. That's the kind of beauty no camera can capture: Yeah, that's a picture. Oh, what a picture. That's a picture.