Lyrics

[Verse]
There's dust on the porch steps, where Mama used to sweep,
The boards still creak like a secret they keep.
The screen door slams, a whisper of the past,
Echoes of laughter, too good to last.

[Chorus]
Oh, the years roll by like a slow freight train,
Carving lines on faces, leaving hearts in pain.
But the porch still stands, through the wind and rain,
Dust on the steps, and memories remain.

[Verse 2]
The willow out back still bends in the breeze,
Its roots run deep, like the love in these trees.
The paint's peeling off, but the spirit's alive,
This house ain't much, but it sure does survive.

[Prechorus]
I hear the past in the rustling leaves,
A story of roots and what it means to believe.

[Chorus]
Oh, the years roll by like a slow freight train,
Carving lines on faces, leaving hearts in pain.
But the porch still stands, through the wind and rain,
Dust on the steps, and memories remain.

[Bridge]
The stars above shine the same as before,
Lighting up dreams that we can't ignore.
Time takes its toll, but it can't erase,
The love that lingers in this sacred space.