Longing for Home: A Country Journey

(Verse 1) Rustling of the countryside breeze, My heart yearns, longing to flee. Tired of urban chaos, I confess, Craving the quiet, I must confess. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Verse 2) Aching for home, feeling so blue, Memories flood, longing for you. Smiles of that small town, so dear, Wrap me in warmth, wipe away my tears. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Bridge) Surrounded by towers, reaching the sky, My heart wanders where home does lie. Yearning for sights of yesteryear, Back to that place, hold me near. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Outro) Rustling of the countryside breeze, My heart yearns, longing to flee. Tired of urban chaos, I confess, Craving the quiet, I must confess. (Verse 1) Rustling of the countryside breeze, My heart yearns, longing to flee. Tired of urban chaos, I confess, Craving the quiet, I must confess. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Verse 2) Aching for home, feeling so blue, Memories flood, longing for you. Smiles of that small town, so dear, Wrap me in warmth, wipe away my tears. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Bridge) Surrounded by towers, reaching the sky, My heart wanders where home does lie. Yearning for sights of yesteryear, Back to that place, hold me near. (Chorus) I just wanna go back to the country, Under stars in the night so free. Expansive skies, fields afar, To roam in freedom, a wandering star. (Outro) Rustling of the countryside breeze, My heart yearns, longing to flee. Tired of urban chaos, I confess, Craving the quiet, I must confess.