The road looks different in the rain
But it will take you to the same places
Try to ride it back to before
But the past is a closed door
Do you think
Everything we've got now
Came from then somehow
I got my momma's eyes and my daddy's smile
And my family's habit of taking a while
Got my grandma's leather coat
And Rosalie's need to write a note
I got my papa's love for pie
And his hate for saying goodbye
But I can see, we can't go back
Cause we're made of memories
So I took a drive to our house up north
But there were different voices behind the door
Somebody painted that green trim white
A lot can change in a little time
Now I see
No matter where I go
You're with me
I don't have to go all the way back home
I got my momma's eyes and my daddy's smile
And my family's habit of taking a while
Got my grandma's leather coat
And Rosalie's need to write a note
I got my papa's love for pie
And his hate for saying goodbye
But I can see, we can't go back
Cause we're made of memories
Well my brother had his first son
And I still tell everyone
When I held that baby in my hands
Oh, I knew there was a bigger plan
He's got his momma's eyes and his daddy's smile
And his family's habit of taking a while
Got his grandma's knitted coat
And someday down the road he'll read this note
I don't know what you'll do
With the life given to you
But I can see
That you are made of memories
Yeah, you're made of memories
Don't you forget about me
You're made of some pretty good ones, darling
You're made of some pretty good ones, darling
You're made of some pretty good ones, darling