Sunshine on My Road

Morning breaks with a gentle glow,

Roosters crow in the fields below,

Coffee brewin', the kettle's on,

Another day where I belong.

Sunshine on my road, lighting up my day,

No matter where I roam, I'll never lose my way,

In this small-town life, I'm anchored and I'm free,

With sunshine on my road, I'm just where I should be.

Old John waves from his weathered porch,

Mending fences, fixing doors,

Kids are laughing, chasing dreams,

Life's a river, flowing streams.

Sunshine on my road, lighting up my day,

No matter where I roam, I'll never lose my way,

In this small-town life, I'm anchored and I'm free,

With sunshine on my road, I'm just where I should be.

Clouds may roll, and storms may rise,

But we'll stand tall beneath these skies,

Through winds of change, we'll hold on tight,

With love and hope, we'll be alright.

Evenin' falls, the crickets sing,

Stars appear, a twinkling ring,

Savorin' peace, simple and true,

Grateful for the life we knew.