Fog in the Hollow

(Verse 1) The mist hangs low in the valley below, Soft as a whisper, slow as the snow. Her headlights cut through the cold morning gray, Two months of waiting ends here today. (Chorus) Oh, the fog in the hollow clings like a ghost, To the curves of the road I love the most. Our love shack’s warm where the firelight glows, But the wind carries secrets that nobody knows. (Verse 2) Tires on gravel, the engine’s last sound, A heartbeat, a breath—then the world turned around. Now the cabin stands empty, the door swings wide, With nothing but echoes of love left inside. (Chorus) Oh, the fog in the hollow clings like a ghost, To the curves of the road I loved the most. Our love shack’s cold where the fire once glowed, And the night holds the truth I can’t bear to know. (Bridge) They say time will heal, but the clock just rewinds, Playing her laughter like old porch wind chimes. The valley won’t speak, the mountains won’t tell, Why heaven needed her more than this hell. (Verse 3) Now the mist never lifts, it lingers like grief, A shroud on the pines, a thief of belief. I wait by the window, though I know she’s gone, The fog keeps her memory moving along. (Outro) So I’ll stay where she left me, where shadows still pray, Till the mountains crumble and the fog fades away. And if love ever wanders this road lost and blind, I’ll be here in the hollow, just waiting behind.