In the evening glow where the wildflowers sway,
I wander through the golden meadows where I long to stay.
With weathered trails beneath my feet,
Every step I take feels like a heartbeat.
As the sunset haze paints the sky in gold,
I strum my guitar, letting stories unfold.
With heartfelt strums, I’m calling your name,
Lost in these moments, nothing feels the same.
The drifting winds dance through the trees,
Carrying whispers of forgotten dreams,
Where prairie dreams lay soft and wide,
And the lonesome chords echo inside.
Time moves slow as the stars appear,
In the quiet night, I can feel you near.
With the crickets singing their sweet refrain,
I close my eyes, and I'm with you again.
These endless skies and the endless road,
Each twist and turn lightens my load.
In the heart of the prairies, where memories play,
I find a piece of you in every day.
So let the golden meadows always remind,
Of the love we shared, forever intertwined.
As the moonlight glimmers on the open sea,
I carry you with me; it's where you’ll always be.
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