[Verse] The moon hangs low o'er the pastureland, Silver light like a gentle hand, Whispers soft through the tall, dry grass, Memories drift from the days that passed. [Pre-Chorus] I hold this borrowed guitar close tonight, It sings the songs I never got right. [Chorus] Oh, the moon knows my name, Calling soft through the dark and rain, Strumming heartstrings in the silent air, I’m just a shadow standing there. Oh, the moon keeps me bound, In this quiet, lost and found, With every note I play from afar, Underneath this old borrowed guitar. [Verse] Fields stretch wide, shadows grow long, Fingers trace where the past belongs, Strings hum low like a fading sigh, Echoes of love that said goodbye. [Pre-Chorus] I hold this borrowed guitar close tonight, It sings the songs I never got right. [Chorus] Oh, the moon knows my name, Calling soft through the dark and rain, Strumming heartstrings in the silent air, I’m just a shadow standing there. Oh, the moon keeps me bound, In this quiet, lost and found, With every note I play from afar, Underneath this old borrowed guitar. [Bridge] If the night could speak, it’d tell my tale, Of quiet roads and winds that wail, But here I stand where the cold stars shine, With borrowed strings and a heart that’s mine. [Chorus] Oh, the moon knows my name, Calling soft through the dark and rain, Strumming heartstrings in the silent air, I’m just a shadow standing there. Oh, the moon keeps me bound, In this quiet, lost and found, With every note I play from afar, Underneath this old borrowed guitar. [Outro] Beneath the glow of the midnight star, I find my voice in this borrowed guitar.