You're probably thinkin’ that you're gonna change me; In some ways well maybe you might. Scrub me down, dress me up. Oh but no matter what, Remember,… - Brad Paisley

Somewhere in my closet
There's a cardboard box just sittin' on a shelf.
It's full of faded memories
And it's been there ever since the night you left.<p>Oh, just forgotten photographs
To remind me of the past.
Oh, but I can still see everything just fine.
Who needs pictures with a memory like mine?
Yeah, who needs pictures with a memory like mine?

I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank god that she isn't 'cause how boring would that be?
It's the little imperfections, it's the sudden change in plans.
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' hands.
Yeah I live for little moments like that.

And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me,
How we went from something's missing
To a family.
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be.