Whispering Pines By Alva Bjørnsen

\[Verse 1\] Tall pines reaching for the sky, Holding stories passing by. Morning mist around my feet, Every breath feels soft and free. Moss beneath these wandering shoes, Shows me paths I never knew. Every branch begins to sway, Calling me a little farther away. \[Pre-Chorus | Danish\] Skoven hvisker sagte til mig, du er aldrig helt alene. Find dit hjerte mellem træer, hvor stilheden bliver hjemme. \[Chorus\] Whispering pines, call my name, Guide me through the wind again. Every shadow, every light, Leads me gently through the night. If I lose my way somehow, The forest finds me here and now. Whispering pines, keep me close, You're the home my heart has always known. \[Verse 2\] Little rivers sing below, Carving secrets through the stone. Golden leaves begin to fall, Yet the trees still stand through all. Every heartbeat finds its place, Hidden in this quiet space. I don't need the world to speak, The forest says enough for me. \[Bridge | Danish\] Vindens sang går gennem gran, bærer håb fra land til land. Under stjerner, fri og fin, finder jeg mit hjerte hjem. \[Final Chorus\] Whispering pines, stay with me, Root my soul like ancient trees. Every season, every dawn, Shows me how to carry on. When the silence starts to sing, Hope awakens with the wind. Whispering pines, don't let go, You're the place I'll always know. \[Outro | Danish\] Hvis skoven kalder mit navn, går jeg hjem med vinden. Granerne vogter mine drømme, til solen står op igen.