I want to go back to Fairy falls,
Where our laughter bounced off of the canyon walls,
Little voices hollering above the white noise.
Singing, “are we there yet?” I remember the joy.
I remember feeling that its not so fleeting,
Cos in all of our dreaming we know somehow..
We’re making memories now..
We’re making memories now..
Tell me your stories, your rainy day tales,
When love was the laughter you found down the trail.
What do you say? could today be the day?
Tell me, are we there yet? Or are we still far away?
From that purest feeling, that its all worth keeping,
Cos in all of our dreaming we know somehow…
We’re making memories now…
We’re making memories now…
Bottle them up like a ghost,
All of the things you love most…
We’re making memories now…
We’re making memories now…