[Intro]
In the calm of February's chill,
A shadow falls, the air stands still.
A heavy heart, a whispered prayer,
For what I lost, a love so rare.
[Verse 1]
February 19th, the day I dread,
Memories linger, time weaves the thread.
Every birthday, the call comes near,
Echoes of grief, wrapped in love and fear.
[Pre-Chorus]
She picks up the phone, her voice so meek,
"It's time to come home, it’s Grandpa this week."
A weight on my chest, disbelief in my eyes,
This cruel twist of fate, beneath winter skies.
[Chorus]
Oh, Grandpa, on your highway of stars,
Driving through heaven with no more scars.
Delivering love and laughter from afar,
On the open road, where you healed your scars.
[Verse 2]
Into Emporia, where silence reigns,
Saw the blue lights and felt the pains.
Peanut awaits, his loyal friend,
In this tragic tale, a love that won’t end.
[Pre-Chorus]
Under that blanket, you were rolling away,
Into the embrace of a brighter day.
I felt your spirit lift me so high,
A trucker at heart, now you roam the sky.
[Chorus]
Oh, Grandpa, on your highway of stars,
Driving through heaven with no more scars.
Delivering love and laughter from afar,
On the open road, where you healed your scars.
[Bridge]
I picture you laughing, a smile held wide,
With the engines of angels, your spirit’s ride.
Forever you’ll guide me, through night and through day,
In the truck of my memories, you never fade away.
[Outro]
Though the calendar whispers of loss and of pain,
Your love is a beacon that forever remains.
February 19th, a bittersweet bend,
In the story of life, a chapter without end.