Miles From Your Front Porch

[Verse 1]
You’re talkin’ ’bout the weather
I’m watchin’ it through a screen
You’re on that faded front porch
I’m sittin’ in this cheap motel in Tennessee
You hold up your coffee
Say it tastes like yesterday
I laugh and lose the signal
Right before I hear what you were gonna say
[Chorus]
We’re miles from your front porch
But I’m right there in my mind
Rockin’ in that old wood swing
Your bare feet tangled up in mine
Yeah it’s hard and it ain’t fair
But my heart’s already there, of course
I’m just one call away
From feelin’ like I never left your front porch
[Verse 2]
You circle dates on calendars
I circle exits on the map
You fall asleep to crickets
I fall asleep to someone else’s midnight traffic jam
Your hoodie’s on my suitcase
Your picture’s in my phone
I talk like you’re beside me
To keep this queen-sized bed from feelin’ so alone
[Chorus]
We’re miles from your front porch
But I’m right there in my mind
Rockin’ in that old wood swing
Your bare feet tangled up in mine
Yeah it’s hard and it ain’t fair
But my heart’s already there, of course
I’m just one call away
From feelin’ like I never left your front porch
[Bridge]
One day this highway
Turns into our driveway (oh yeah)
Suitcase in the hallway
Your hands on my face
Till then I’ll keep drivin’
On faith and little prayers
’Cause every road I’m on
Is just tryin’ to get me there
[Chorus]
We’re miles from your front porch
But I’m right there in my mind
Rockin’ in that old wood swing
Your bare feet tangled up in mine
Yeah it’s hard and it ain’t fair
But my heart’s already there, of course
Baby, wait on me
I’m always on my way back to your front porch

country, Warm modern country ballad with female vocals, brushed drums, and mellow acoustic guitar. Subtle pedal steel glides in the background; verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, chorus opens with stacked harmonies and a supportive bass line. Light piano doubles the hook in the last chorus for a gentle lift, with a soft tambourine shimmer on the final repeat., female vocals