The way your face looked right before
You said you love me for the first time
A cello playing in the metro making me cry
Appalachia in October, a perfect v of birds fly over
Dad giving a wedding speech
A wheezy laugh, a juicy peach
They say that I can't take it with me when I go
So, I got all these moments to decorate my soul
All that beauty hangs in a gallery in my mind
With the memories worth more
Than anything I could buy
I'm not rich, I'm no investor
But honey, I'm an art collector
Lavender fields in the window of the train
Through southern France
Fireflies in late July, just watching them dance
Get to hold a friend's new baby
Mashed potatoes, extra gravy
Takin' risks when I'm afraid
Peonies and holidays
They say that I can't take it with me when I go
So, I got all these moments to decorate my soul
All that beauty hangs in a gallery in my mind
With the memories worth more
Than anything I could buy
I'm not rich, I'm no investor
But honey, I'm an art collector
Honey, I'm an art collector
And when I'm lying in bed
And I can't sleep for nothin'
I just go back in my head
To find a beautiful something
When I'm sad and alone
I know just where it goes
All that beauty hangs in a gallery in my mind
With the memories worth more
Than anything I could buy
I'm not rich, I'm no investor
But honey, I'm an art collector
But honey, I'm an art collector
But honey, I'm an art collector
