Out in the open where the wildflowers sway,
Underneath the stars that guide the way,
I feel the whispers of a distant time,
A yearning heart, like a haunting rhyme.
The sun sinks low, it’s a golden glow,
Casting shadows on the paths I know,
I wander through fields, where the heartache lies,
Searching for comfort beneath these prairie skies.
Every sunset brings a bittersweet sound,
In the twilight, where my memories are found,
I run my fingers through the cool, soft grass,
Wishing for moments that forever last.
Oh, the horizon calls with a sweet refrain,
Of laughter and love, of joy and pain,
But this empty pocket where my dreams reside,
Is a rugged reminder of the love I’ve tried.
I'm longing for home, where the heart feels free,
With every step I take, it’s still a part of me.
But maybe I’m lost, in the shadows I roam,
Just an old country song singing, “Come back home.”
As the stars above lay their silver crown,
I’ll find my way through this midnight town,
With each breath I take, I’ll hold tight to the dream,
That one day I'll find what it all truly means.
And when I look back at the places I’ve been,
I’ll carry the love that’s stitched in my skin,
For in every longing, every tear I’ve sown,
I’ll forever remember, I’ve always got home.
Country
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