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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Coffee cups on the counter
Your shoes by the door
Same place
Calendar crowded with scribbles
But I still trace your face
Little hands tug at my sweater
Asking the same stories again
I’m learning every new version
Just to tell them how it ends
[Chorus]
I wanna grow old with you
Laugh lines
Soft hands
Silver hair too
Be the best mother
Your safest friend
Stand in the storm
Hold you till it ends
And someday we’ll have that garden by the ocean
Kids running wild
Waves still in motion
Watching the sunset paint us in gold
I wanna be there with you growing old
[Verse 2]
Late nights
We whisper in whispers
Dreams we’re afraid to say loud
Will they be gentle and honest
Will we make our people proud
I tuck our babies in blankets
Promise the dark they’ll be fine
If fear comes knocking at midnight
It’s gonna answer to mine
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
If the wind gets rough
If the road feels long
I’ll be the soft place
Where your heart leans on
If the years move fast
And the days feel small
We’ll count each freckle
Till we’ve counted them all
[gently overlapping “all
All
All”]
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 16, 2026
Duration3:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
Warm acoustic folk-pop with light percussion, upright bass, and soft piano. Female vocals close and intimate in the verses, widening into gentle stacked harmonies on the chorus. Subtle strings swell in the bridge, then everything drops back to guitar and voice for the final hook, like a family lullaby carried on an evening breeze.
Credits
Prompt by
libby2005
libby2005ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song of longing wishes to grow old with my husband and to be the best mother and friend I can be to protect then no matter what and dreams of a garden by the ocean watching the sunset with family
