Verse 1 The porch still leans the way it used to, Paint peeling softly in the rain. Your name still hides inside the floorboards, Like echoes nobody could change. I followed little winding rivers, Thinking they’d know where you’d gone. But even water keeps on moving, While old hearts learn to carry on. Pre-Chorus The wind knows every secret That we buried in the ground. Some things disappear forever, Some are never really found. Chorus Where the pines remember, I still hear your laugh. Golden light through broken branches, Holding onto half. Every autumn tells the story Summer couldn’t say. If the trees still speak your language, Maybe you still stayed. Verse 2 The sky wore silver every evening, Like it knew we’d fade with time. We were two forgotten chapters Written in the same old spine. Now the fire burns much slower, Smoke curls into fading blue. Funny how a thousand seasons Still come back reminding me of you. Bridge Maybe love was never meant To live inside our hands. Maybe it becomes the wildflowers Scattered through forgotten lands. Maybe every falling leaf Is just another way Of saying nothing beautiful Was ever meant to stay. Final Chorus Where the pines remember, I’ll leave the light on still. Not because I’m waiting, Just because I always will. If tomorrow finds your footsteps Crossing through the dew, The woods already know the ending— They’ve been keeping it for you. Outro The forest never promised That it could heal the ache. Only that the quiet Would hold every memory we’d make.
