Back when a jukebox spun a broken heart
Every line felt like a work of art
You could hear a life in a three-minute tune
A dusty road and a lonely room
They sang about love that slipped away
And the price a man was bound to pay
Now it feels like all we hear
Is noise that disappears
Chorus
I miss the days when music told the truth
When a song could feel like living proof
Of love gone wrong or holding on
Or nights you prayed would soon be gone
Yeah, it used to sound like me and you
Like every word was something true
Now I’m just searching through the noise
For a little bit of that old voice
Verse 2
There was a time when a steel guitar cried
And you believed every tear inside
A simple chord and a story told
Could warm you up when the night was cold
Lonely hearts had a place to go
In every verse and every note
Now the words don’t cut that deep
They don’t lose your sleep
Chorus
I miss the days when music told the truth
When a song could feel like living proof
Of love gone wrong or holding on
Or nights you prayed would soon be gone
Yeah, it used to sound like me and you
Like every word was something true
Now I’m just searching through the noise
For a little bit of that old voice
Bridge
Maybe it’s still out there somewhere
In a back porch song and a folding chair
Where a six-string rings and a story flows
The kind of thing that your heart just knows
Final Chorus
Yeah, I miss the days when music healed a soul
When broken meant you weren’t alone
When every line just cut so deep
It stole your breath, it stole your sleep
Yeah, it used to sound like me and you
Like every word was something true
So I’ll keep holding on somehow
To the songs that still mean something now
CDMoore
