In the hush of the evening glow,
Where the pines whisper secrets, low,
I hear a song that calls my name,
Winding through the branches, it’s never the same.
I wander the trails where the wildflowers grow,
Chasing the shadows that dance on the snow,
With every heartbeat, the memories sigh,
Of laughter and love that drifted by.
Oh, through the valleys, where time stands still,
I’ll follow the echoes, through the woods on the hill,
Your voice is a melody carried by the breeze,
A testament to moments that bring me to my knees.
The stars in the twilight put on their display,
I dream of the nights when we’d laugh and we’d sway,
Hand in hand with the moon as our witness above,
In the heart of the pines, I found my true love.
So let me wander where the river bends,
With the sound of your laughter, like an old friend,
Each note in the silence, a promise we made,
In the echoes of time, our memories won’t fade.
And when I return to this place we both know,
I’ll sing to the pines, let my heart overflow,
For every soft whisper, every gentle embrace,
Is a part of the story that time can’t erase.
So here in the stillness, with love deep and wide,
I’ll cherish the echoes that never subside,
With each passing season, through sorrows and joy,
In the heart of the pines, forever I’ll enjoy.
Folk
Pine, song, echo, love, wander