Out on those gravel roads, where we carved our names,
Chasing wild hearts beneath the midnight flames.
Nightfall whispers softly, the stars begin to show,
In the freedom of the darkness, we'll find our way back home.
Dusty boots and laughter, music in the breeze,
Every mile a memory, just you and me at ease.
With the crickets serenading, and the moonlight’s gentle glow,
In this quiet kind of magic, oh, how we’ve come to grow.
There’s a fire in the distance, a flicker in the pines,
Just a couple of dreamers, lost to the night’s designs.
With the world left behind us, we’re dancing 'neath the sky,
In the arms of the wild, we’ll let our spirits fly.
So here’s to the roads that lead us away,
To the places and moments where our hearts can play.
With every stride in the twilight, we’ll chase what we know,
In the freedom of the night, we’ll let ourselves flow.
When morning breaks the silence, and the sun starts to rise,
We’ll carry this wildness, this spark deep inside.
No matter where the journey takes us, or how far we roam,
We’ll always find our way back, to the heart of our home.
So take my hand, love, let’s make this last,
With gravel roads beneath us, and our shadows cast.
Through the wild and the free, we’ll never be alone,
In the freedom of each moment, we’ve found our way back home.
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