[Verse] Soft hands flick the thread through tiny clothes, Whispers float from tales the village knows. Sunlight fades in the quiet room, Secrets stitched in the afternoon. [Pre-Chorus] Buttons clicked, stories spun, Every knot a setting sun. [Chorus] Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Dreams like rivers gently glide, With every stitch, the past resides. Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Thread the tales where memories hide, In the hush, we come alive. [Verse] Colors fade but the stories stay, Threads entwined with laughter play. Old songs hummed on a fading breeze, Echoes float through the maple trees. [Pre-Chorus] Buttons clicked, stories spun, Every knot a setting sun. [Chorus] Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Dreams like rivers gently glide, With every stitch, the past resides. Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Thread the tales where memories hide, In the hush, we come alive. [Bridge] And the night pulls close, stars all around, In the quiet hum, our roots are found. Softly singing what we can't forget, A tapestry of love and silhouettes. [Chorus] Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Dreams like rivers gently glide, With every stitch, the past resides. Sew the days like a lullaby, Hear the village in her sigh. Thread the tales where memories hide, In the hush, we come alive. [Outro] Buttons fading into night, Stories glowing soft and light.