In the glow of twilight's grace,
I roam the wide plains, every trace,
Prairie winds sing soft and low,
Carrying whispers from long ago.
Out where the horizon meets the sky,
I chase my starlit dreams, oh, how they fly,
With an acoustic hum that fills the night,
The country soul in me feels so alive.
The crickets play a serenade,
As we dance through fields where love was made,
Under the moon's soft silver glow,
Every heartbeat echoes, every memory flows.
We’ll wander paths where wildflowers grow,
Lost in the magic of this vibrant show,
With a gentle breeze wrapping us tight,
In a lullaby woven by the stars so bright.
And when the dawn begins to break,
We'll find our place beside the lake,
With sweet sunlight as our guide,
In the arms of nature, love won't subside.
So let the prairie winds carry me home,
To the heart of the land where we’re never alone,
With every note that the night unveils,
A perfect story in the wide plains tells.
As the sun dips low, and dreams ignite,
With memories swirling like fireflies at night,
We’ll keep on dreaming under these vast skies,
And hold on forever to love that never dies.
Country
Wide plains, prairie winds, starlit dreams, acoustic hum, country soul
Country
Wide plains, prairie winds, starlit dreams, acoustic hum, country soul