Backroads and Heartbeats

I rolled back into town where the gravel meets the green, Rusty stop sign

leanin’, still says "Welcome to Eugene." The porch light's flickerin'

on that house we used to know, And there you are,

like summer, with a heart that still glows. You’re the same sweet laugh,

same denim blue eyes, But now there’s a rhythm in your step,

a sway I recognize. It’s backroads and heartbeats, dirt under our

feet, Your love's a melody, every note feels complete.

From the creek to the cornfields, where the fireflies meet,