Out in the open where the sun meets the sky,
There’s a place where the heart learns to fly,
With barn doors swinging wide and a gentle breeze,
Among the hay bales dancing beneath the trees.
Golden wheat fields, like waves in the sun,
Whispering stories of old while we run,
With every soft rustle, there's a timeless melody,
A song that reminds us of how love came to be.
Homemade laughter fills the air,
Rustic charm woven in every layer,
With the scent of warm earth and the sweet summer glow,
We find our treasures where the wildflowers grow.
Under that old oak, where we carved our names,
We dreamed of tomorrow while the sunset flames,
Every moment captured like a frame in our hearts,
A canvas of memories, where the magic starts.
So let's roam these fields, let our spirits soar,
With each step we take, I love you more and more,
Through storms and through sunshine, we’ll always stand tall,
In this life full of blessings, together we’ll have it all.
When the evening calls and the stars light the night,
We’ll dance in the shadows, everything feels right,
With the barn doors swinging wide, nothing left to say,
We’ll hold onto this love, come what may.
Country
Barn doors, hay bales, golden wheat, rustic charm, timeless melody
Country
Barn doors, hay bales, golden wheat, rustic charm, timeless melody