Where The Memories Live

Verse 1 Take me back to Bald Head Island, back when I was young, Where the days felt endless and the memories had begun. No traffic rushing by, just the island breeze, Fishing by the water, doing whatever we pleased. Golf carts rolling down those island roads, Carrying the memories that I still hold. The lighthouse standing tall against the sky, Those childhood days still never really passed me by. Hook Take me back where the memories live, Back to the days when I had nothing to give. Just a fishing line, the ocean, and the sun, Bald Head Island—where my childhood begun. Even though the years keep moving on, Those island memories are never gone. Verse 2 I remember the water, I remember the sand, The feeling of adventure with the world in my hands. Every little moment became something I'd keep, Like photographs in my heart buried underneath. Now when I think back, I can still feel that place, The ocean in the distance, the sunlight on my face. Lord, thank You for the memories You gave to me, Some childhood moments stay for eternity. Chorus Bald Head Island, take me back again, Back to the place where my childhood began. The years may change and the seasons may turn, But those island memories will always burn. I may be older, but one thing I know— Part of that kid is still here wherever I go. Outro For every fishing trip, Every island road, Every sunset, Every memory… Thank You, God. Bald Head Island wasn't just a place. It was part of my story. Amen.