[Verse 1 – Brantley] I still hear his paws on that old back porch, Boot-scuffed nights and a tail that never quit. He rode shotgun every mile to Norman, Red dirt, big dreams, and a girl I can’t forget. Tonight this field feels way too quiet, Your hand in mine is all I’m holdin’ to. [Pre-Chorus – Brantley] But when that whistle blows and the crowd starts rising, I swear I feel him runnin’ right back through. [Chorus – Both] We’re standin’ here on Owen Field, Under these lights, every heartbreak revealed. I’m holdin’ on to you, you’re pullin’ me through, In the roar of the crowd, I can feel him still. Losing my best friend cut deeper than steel, But somehow your love helps the hurt heal. If heaven’s got end zones and wide-open views, I know he’ll run home to you. [Verse 2 – Carrie] I remember the night you called me cryin’, Said the world went dark when he slipped away. But baby, love ain’t scared of the hard nights— It’s showin’ up, stayin’ through the pain. Now every step you take on this green turf, I’m right beside you, carryin’ his name. [Pre-Chorus – Carrie] And I see him in the strength you’re findin’, In the way your heart still knows how to stay. [Chorus – Both] We’re standin’ here on Owen Field, Under these lights, every heartbreak revealed. I’m holdin’ on to you, you’re pullin’ me through, In the roar of the crowd, I can feel him still. Losing my best friend cut deeper than steel, But somehow your love helps the hurt heal. If heaven’s got end zones and wide-open views, I know he’ll run home to you. [Bridge – Both, call-and-response] Brantley: I still hear his bark in the thunder of the stands… Carrie: And I’ll be right here, holdin’ your trembling hands… Both: Love don’t stop when a life runs its course— It just finds a new place to land. [Final Chorus – Both, bigger/anthemic] Here on Owen Field, we rise again, Lights burnin’ bright for the truest of friends. I’m holdin’ on to you, you’re pullin’ me through, And somewhere above, he’s runnin’ too. Losing him hurt, but it led me to you— Two hearts, one memory, one sky to run to. If heaven’s got goalposts and wide-open views, I know he’ll run home… run home to you.
