Magic in Our Shoes

[Verse 1]
Suitcase by the door
Car snacks
Crayons on the floor
Dad missed the exit
We just laugh
Mom’s got mouse ears in her lap
Little brother in a plastic crown
Practicing his royal bow
Sister humming stories she half knows
Counting castles as we go
[Chorus]
We’re making magic in our shoes
Walking streets we only drew
On the corners of our notebooks back at school
Every ride
Every line
Turns to treasure in our minds
Holding hands through every twist and loop
This feels like a dream that we once wished
Like a true love’s kiss
[Verse 2]
Dragons on a painted door
Villains posing on the floor (so fierce)
We pretend we’re saving every land
Plastic sword and ice cream in our hands
Spinning ’til the sky turns fast
Sticky fingers
Fireworks blast
Grandma’s in the stroller
Laughing loud
She’s the bravest in the crowd (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
We’re making magic in our shoes
Walking streets we only drew
On the corners of our notebooks back at school
Every ride
Every line
Turns to treasure in our minds
Holding hands through every twist and loop
This feels like a dream that we once wished
Like a true love’s kiss
[Bridge]
Heroes in hoodies
Princess pajamas
We’re all stories under the same blue sky
If this is a chapter
I’ll dog-ear the page
So I can read it again when I cry (when I cry)
[Chorus]
We’re making magic in our shoes
Walking streets we only drew
On the corners of our notebooks back at school
Every laugh
Every light
Stays behind our tired eyes
As we fall asleep and still don’t want to quit
’Cause this feels like a dream that we once wished
Yeah
This feels like a dream that we once wished
Like a true love’s kiss

pop, Bright pop anthem with bouncy four-on-the-floor drums, glittery synths, and clean electric guitars; verses stay playful and stripped so the story shines, then the chorus explodes with stacked harmonies, claps, and a soaring lead line. Middle section adds a brief half-time feel with toms and vocal chops before a final big uplift. Female vocals, crisp and upfront.