In the quiet shadows, where the old wood creaks,
I find a piece of you in everything that speaks.
The empty porch is calling, with stories left untold,
A memory buried deep beneath the dust and mold.
The moonlit trail is winding, leading me to you,
With every step I'm tracing all the dreams we once knew.
But the harmony we cherished, now lost in the gray,
It's a whispered tune that haunts me as it fades away.
Longing fills the air, like a bittersweet refrain,
Each night it pulls me closer, but it never brings the rain.
I reach out for a moment, just a glimpse of what we were,
But the echoes of our laughter mix with shadows, and they blur.
On this wandering light, I search for what is gone,
Through the fields of memory, where the sun once shone.
Though the barn is broken down, and the love we had feels far,
I'll keep roaming these old paths, tracing every scar.
So I linger by the twilight, fighting back the night,
With the hope that perhaps someday, I’ll find that distant light.
Though the ties may fray and fade, I’ll always hold on tight,
To the whispered tune of longing, and the warmth of the moonlight.
Here beneath the stars, I’ll find my peace again,
And embrace the wandering light, where the heart can always mend.
Country
Deep longing, Broken barn, Lost harmony, Whispered tune, Moonlit trail, Empty porch, Wandering light
Country
Deep longing, Broken barn, Lost harmony, Whispered tune, Moonlit trail, Empty porch, Wandering light