Story Behind The Song

Inspired to write after the loss of a family member.

Song Description

From the most important part of life. The up bringing of a child. One moment they are young and then before we realize it they are gone. Friends and family swiftly pass from us and into the past and we are only left with the memories that we have made. There is no artist brush that can capture the feelings of those moments you shared with that someone special. Time like door that is titlly sealed closes on us as the years pass. If we failed to capture the moments then it is forever lost, but if we lived it to the fullest then we are the richer.

Lyrics

When toddelers start to talk and little feet began to walk
And you hold that pudgy hand, while on tip toes they try to stand
Beneath their tosseled hair, you know a loving smile they wear
Your making memories
Cho- There's no artist brush can stroke and feelings there provoke as we remember when,
And there's no picture on the wall that could ever tell it all, its somewhere deep within
And so the moment now we live, lets give it all that we can give, and make a Memory
2nd. Soon time will close the door, and we can't go back anymore
To places that we've been, and friends we knew back then
Still there faces I can see, you know their thoughts are dear to me
We made some memories