Thereâs a picture on my desk
from the first night we kissed,
you wore my favorite red dress.
Thereâs a stain on the rug,
from the last fight we had,
we spilled wine, and the night was done.
Weâve hung frames on these walls,
fought and screamed in this hall.
Loveâs built on treasures and grace,
pictures and stains.
On that day in the church,
preacher said itâd be work,
but I promised not to give up.
See, I gave you my vow.
I wonât let you down.
I want the good, I want the bad.
Weâve hung frames on these walls,
fought and screamed in this hall.
Loveâs built on treasures and grace,
pictures and stains.
I canât carry much,
just give me your love,
and Iâll carry that to my grave.
Weâve hung frames on these walls,
fought and screamed in this hall.
I love you more every day.
Weâve hung frames on these walls,
fought and screamed in this hall.
Loveâs built on treasures and grace,
pictures and stains.