On rusty roads and stormy skies,
I drive alone, with thoughts that rise.
The world outside, it feels so gray,
But in my heart, I’ll find my way.
There was a time when love felt real,
In open fields, I learned to feel.
With every twist, the tales unfold,
A melody from days of old.
Chasing shadows, we danced so free,
In perfect harmony, you and me.
But thunder rumbled, winds blew strong,
The road I traveled felt so wrong.
The headlights cut through the pouring rain,
Each drop a memory, bittersweet pain.
But through the storm, I hear a song,
A whisper soft, where I belong.
Though lost at times and filled with doubt,
The heart finds ways to shout it out.
With every mile, I piece together,
The love we had, despite the weather.
So here I am, on this worn-out track,
Determined to find my way back.
Where open skies and smiles unite,
I'll ride this dusty road tonight.
Rusty roads may bear my scars,
Yet I seek the light of distant stars.
I’ll drive toward hope, where dreams abide,
And let the storm calm deep inside.
As the clouds break and the sun’s aglow,
I find my peace, I finally know.
In life’s wild storm, love’s always near,
In harmony, I’ll persevere.
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