Out where the sun sets, painting skies with gold,
I find my peace beneath that western fold.
With strumming chords that echo through the night,
The prairie winds whispering, everything feels right.
The stars come out to dance, oh what a show,
Around this campfire glow, we let our hearts go.
We sing our heartfelt songs, of love and loss,
On these rolling plains, we remember the cost.
The dusty trails behind us, stories etched in time,
Each mile we’ve traveled, a reason and rhyme.
The laughter and the tears, they blend in the air,
With every note we play, we leave all our care.
So let the winds carry our voices far and wide,
Across the fields of dreams where our hopes abide.
We’ll chase the golden horizon, with love as our guide,
On this journey together, we’ll take it in stride.
As the sun dips down, casting shadows so tall,
With you by my side, I feel I can have it all.
In the warmth of the fire, I hold you near,
In this life we’re living, I know we belong here.
With dusty trails ahead and memories behind,
In the sweet prairie breeze, our hearts are aligned.
As the night drifts away, and the stars fade to gray,
We’ll treasure these moments, come what may.
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Dusty trails, golden horizon, strumming chords, prairie winds, campfire glow, heartfelt songs, rolling plains