Broken Hearts and Backroads

The sun sets slow on this dusty lane,

Where we carved our names in the pouring rain.

Now the letters fade like your sweet goodbye,

And I drive all night beneath an empty sky.

Broken hearts and backroads, they go hand in hand,

Lost in the echoes of what we had planned.

The radio's playing our song on repeat,

But these old country roads won't bring you back to me.

Your shadow lingers by the porch swing still,

The wind whispers secrets through the whippoorwill.

I tried to outrun it, but what do you know?

The pain rides shotgun, it just won't let go.

Broken hearts and backroads, they go hand in hand,

Lost in the echoes of what we had planned.

The radio's playing our song on repeat,

But these old country roads won't bring you back to me.

The gravel kicks up under weary wheels,

Every mile marks a scar that heals.

But every turn pulls me into the past,

Where love burned bright but couldn’t last.

Broken hearts and backroads, they go hand in hand,

Lost in the echoes of what we had planned.

The radio's playing our song on repeat,

But these old country roads won't bring you back to me.