[Verse] Down the cracks and cobblestones, I carry songs untold, A weathered coat, a battered hat, and dreams that never fold. My voice, a gravel road that winds through dust and rain, Each note a story laced with quiet pain. [Pre-Chorus] Crowds may pass like shadows in flight, But every chord feels like home tonight. [Chorus] I’m the street singer, voice carved from stone, A whisper in the dark, a friend unknown. With gravel and grace, I’ll find my place, Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. [Verse] Under amber streetlights’ glow, I spin my worn refrain, A melody of lost tomorrows wrapped in yesterday’s chain. Hands rough as the city’s edge, heart soft as morning lace, I sing the songs no one else will chase. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes trail like footprints in sand, Every note a line in a weathered hand. [Chorus] I’m the street singer, voice carved from stone, A whisper in the dark, a friend unknown. With gravel and grace, I’ll find my place, Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. [Bridge] When the night falls quiet and the world slips away, I’m still here singing what my heart can’t say. No stage, no lights, just the streets that I trace, My voice — a road worn by time and grace. [Chorus] I’m the street singer, voice carved from stone, A whisper in the dark, a friend unknown. With gravel and grace, I’ll find my place, Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. Singing all the roads I’ve roamed. [Outro] Singing all the roads I’ve roamed, With gravel and grace, I’m never alone.