Title: Through the Park
(Verse 1)
I walk with my coat, the wind whistles low,
Autumn leaves float gently, in the evening’s glow.
The path adorned with colors, as time drifts away,
A rabbit meets my gaze, as if he had something to say
The squirrels scamper, from branch to branch they play,
In this quiet solitude, where the leaves drift away.
(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.
(Verse 2)
A sketchbook in my bag, with pencils sharp and fine,
The camera captures moments, held in their prime.
The fleeting lines they tell a tale of days gone by
A film of memories, that tells of our love’s high.
I know each little corner, yet the beauty stays,
Even in the quiet solitude, it never fades away.
(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.
(Bridge)
I watch the ducks swim and resting by the shore,
A family searching for worms, walking pretty slow
I wish I were more talented, to capture all I see,
But then I think of just letting creativity run free.
I love the peace of solitude, yet it can weigh me down,
A chill is in the air, as leaves fall from the golden crown
(Chorus)
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I write beneath trees
holding on to thoughts of you, to capture these
Oh, how I wish that you were here,
With me in the park, so close, so near.
So long as you’re not here, I ponder all alone,
I hope you stay, like a sketch that’s been drawn.
(Outro)
The sun shines golden in the castle park,
I wish you were here to see this piece of art,
I wish you could see the beauty that I find,
For now, I can only tell you what’s on my mind.
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