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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The porch swing creaks in the evening breeze,
Her hair's gone silver, but she's still my tease.
Sunset colors paint her eyes,
A little slower now, but time flies.
[Chorus]
Growing old together, hand in hand,
Through the storms, the love, the shifting sand.
Wrinkles tell the stories we’ve weathered,
But there’s no sweeter life than growing old together.
[Verse 2]
Her laugh still dances like it did in June,
Though we hum our songs a little out of tune.
The garden blooms, though the weeds sneak in,
We tend it gently, like where we’ve been.
[Prechorus]
Every year, every scar,
Every mile, near and far.
[Chorus]
Growing old together, hand in hand,
Through the storms, the love, the shifting sand.
Wrinkles tell the stories we’ve weathered,
But there’s no sweeter life than growing old together.
[Bridge]
The seasons come, the seasons go,
But love’s the thread that binds the show.
Through winter frost and summer skies,
She’s my forever, my heart’s reprise.
Details
GeneratedNov 18, 2025
Duration2:37
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, male vocals, emotional, acoustic; male vocals; gentle acoustic guitar with a touch of fiddle; reflective verses that build into an anthemic, melodic, gentle, acoustic, acoustic chorus
Credits
Prompt by
Jpaul14
Jpaul14ModelAria v5
Prompt
Growing old together, melodic, country, emotional chorus; male vocals, storytelling; gentle acoustic guitar with a touch of fiddle; reflective verses that build into an anthemic, acoustic
