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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Coffee gone cold on the counter
Phone on the table
Face down
Scroll past the news and the numbers
Praying your name never shows in a headline
Dog’s at the door every evening
Thinks every engine out front is you
I laugh a little so I don’t cry
Say
“He’ll be home soon” like I know that it’s true
[Chorus]
I’m counting down the days
The days
The days
To your boots by my bed and your keys on the table
Holding my breath with every call you make
Trying to be brave
But I’m tired and I’m grateful
Yeah
I’m proud of the flag on your sleeve
But I miss the way you lean on me
I’m counting down the days
The days
The days
Till you’re back in my arms again
[Verse 2]
Your hoodie still hangs on the closet
Smells like your cologne and summer rain
I talk to your pictures at midnight
Tell you the little things about my day
Your letters live under my pillow
Ink a little smudged from my tears
You say
“Baby
I’m good
Keep your chin up”
But the spaces between your words are my fears
[Chorus]
I’m counting down the days
The days
The days
To your boots by my bed and your keys on the table
Holding my breath with every call you make
Trying to be brave
But I’m tired and I’m grateful
Yeah
I’m proud of the flag on your sleeve
But I miss the way you lean on me
I’m counting down the days
The days
The days
Till you’re back in my arms again
[Bridge]
Some nights I swear I hear you
Laughing in the kitchen (hey)
Reach for the light
It’s just me and the dishes
I trace your name on the window glass
Fog from my breathing
Promise I’ll be here
You come back to me
[Chorus]
I’m counting down the days
The days
The days
To your boots by my bed and your keys on the table
Holding my breath with every call you make
Trying to be brave
But I’m tired and I’m grateful
Yeah
I’m proud of the flag on your sleeve
But more than anything I just need
To stop counting down the days
The days
The days
And start counting all our nights again
Details
GeneratedFeb 19, 2026
Duration3:40
LanguageEnglish
Style
Warm acoustic pop ballad, fingerpicked guitar and soft piano under intimate female vocals. Verses stay close and confessional, light pads in the background; chorus swells with layered harmonies and subtle toms for a heartbeat feel. Bridge strips back to near a cappella, then everything blooms for the final hook, leaving a lingering tail of reverb on the last word.
Credits
Prompt byFlashFlow170
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Military girlfriend
Deployment
Missing him
