In the field of shadows, where the wildflowers grow,
I wandered through the whispers of a love I used to know.
The sun dipped low, painting skies in hues of gold,
And I sang a gentle song for the stories left untold.
The breeze carried secrets over hills and through the trees,
Echoes of a heart that danced in the summer’s gentle breeze.
With each step I took, I felt the memories unfold,
Of laughter and of longing, of a love that felt so bold.
In the twilight's glow, I traced our footsteps in the grass,
While the twilight stars awoke to witness moments pass.
Though days may fade away like shadows played in sun,
The melody of loving will forever be our song.
Through valleys deep and mountains high, I will always roam,
With the shadows of our laughter, I have found my way back home.
In every note, in every chord, your spirit lingers near,
A wanderer with a heart that holds you ever dear.
As night descends, I feel your warmth within my chest,
In the quiet of the evening, I lay my soul to rest.
For love, like fields in bloom, shall neither fade nor sever,
In the field of shadows, we are bound now and forever.
Folk
Field, shadow, song, wander, love