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đŸ€– MĂșsica composta e produzida por InteligĂȘncia Artificial (Dexbom AI).

[Verse] Sunset paintin’ the highway gold, Wind through the window, stories untold. Found your letter in a cedar drawer, Faded ink and a paper-thin shore. [Pre-Chorus] Tears soaked in the creases, Time couldn’t erase the way you’d whisper, When the world felt too wide to hold, You were the only place that made me feel whole. [Chorus] Oh, I read you like the road signs, Every turn a memory in lines. I kept your words in my back pocket, Even if love was a borrowed ticket. You’re in every mile I drive, In the dust and the sky and the night. And I’m still searchin’ for your name, On the end of this road, just the same. [Verse] Paper airplane, never took flight, You wrote “forever” but I didn’t know right. Now I’m ridin’ through all the old towns, Where your voice still hums in the downpour. [Pre-Chorus] Said I’d come back, but the miles won, And now I’m haunted by what I’ve become. Still, that note’s the only thing I keep, Like a prayer that’s lost but still feels free. [Chorus] Oh, I read you like the road signs, Every turn a memory in lines. I kept your words in my back pocket, Even if love was a borrowed ticket. You’re in every mile I drive, In the dust and the sky and the night. And I’m still searchin’ for your name, On the end of this road, just the same. [Bridge] Maybe you’re somewhere on a backroad too, With my name in your weathered blue. Maybe we’re both just shadows in a song, Two broken melodies, lost all along. But I’ll keep the letter, keep on the trail, One day, I’ll meet you on some quiet trail. [Chorus] Oh, I read you like the road signs, Every turn a memory in lines. I kept your words in my back pocket, Even if love was a borrowed ticket. You’re in every mile I drive, In the dust and the sky and the night. And I’m still searchin’ for your name, On the end of this road, just the same. [Outro] Just the hum of tires, the sky, the name, Fading slow like a southern flame
 Still searchin’ for your name, On the end of this road, just the same.

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