[Verse] The sun is sinking low behind the trees, This porch feels colder than it used to be. Your words hang heavy in the evening air, A quiet question lingers, do you still care? [Chorus] Where do we go from here, my love? When the stars can’t light the road ahead enough? Is this the end or one more chance, my dear? Tell me truly, where do we go from here? [Verse 2] Your boots are resting by the cabin door, But your heart don’t live here anymore. I see it drifting like the autumn leaves, Caught in the wind, ‘cross these hills and streams. [Chorus] Where do we go from here, my love? When the nights turn cold, and the words grow tough? Is this a chapter closed or more to appear? Tell me softly, where do we go from here? [Bridge] The river bends but always finds its way, Through loss and longing, it flows every day. If we could bend but never fade apart, Would the water mend this fragile heart? [Chorus] Where do we go from here, my love? Is the trail behind us all we’re dreaming of? Do we fight for something, hold it near? Or let it go—where do we go from here?
