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Lyrics
[Verse]
The rocking chair creaks in the evening light,
Her laughter once filled this house so bright.
Now she's got dreams that don't include me,
And it's hard to let her go, let her be free.
[Chorus]
Baby's growing old, and I'm standing still,
Watching her chase dreams over that far-off hill.
The memories linger, like the scent of pine,
But it's hard to face, she's no longer mine.
[Verse]
We spent the seasons in the hunting blind,
Sharing stories, leaving worries behind.
Now the echoes fade, she's found her own way,
And I'm left with silence at the end of the day.
[Chorus]
Baby's growing old, and I'm standing still,
Watching her chase dreams over that far-off hill.
The memories linger, like the scent of pine,
But it's hard to face, she's no longer mine.
[Bridge]
Her smile's still the same, though her eyes hold a fire,
A life of her own, her heart's one desire.
I wish her the best, though it tears me apart,
Letting her go is the ache of my heart.
[Chorus]
Baby's growing old, and I'm standing still,
Watching her chase dreams over that far-off hill.
The memories linger, like the scent of pine,
But it's hard to face, she's no longer mine.
Details
GeneratedJun 9, 2025
Duration2:58
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, acoustic, sad, heartfelt
Credits
Prompt byZestyQueue824
ModelAria v4
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Baby growing old. I feel Sad, she’s no longer mine. I remember Spending time in the blind. It's hard to Not being needed. My favorite genre of music is 90s country.
