My little sister sings herself to sleep
she doesn't know we're listening
to her lullaby so innocent and sweet
I've rocked her cradle 'till her tears were dry
and chased away a sleepless night
with a fairy-tale
reliving the best years of my life
when I look into her eyes
and then I realize
Everything she's going through
will be her memories
when she's older and wiser
she's making her history
and everything we're going through
will be our mamories
I'm gonna make them worth remembering
for years ...
everything she's going through
will be her memories
when she's older and wiser
she's making her history
and everything we're going through
will be our mamories
I'm gonna make them worth remembering
for years
