[Verse] Cold streams whisper through the thawing ground Old trees hum a song without a sound Cracked dirt holds the footsteps, worn and slow As church bells call where soft winds blow [Pre-Chorus] Echoes roll like a rolling stone Carrying tales of a time long gone [Chorus] Ring, ring, those old church bells Calling out from where the river swells Through the frost, through the creek’s soft flow Hear the stories that the warm winds know Ring, ring, over fields once white Guiding hearts in the fading light Hold me close where the cold winds speak In the sound of the church bells echoing deep [Verse] Dusty roads and faded wooden signs Memories trapped in these tangled vines Footprints linger, wild and free In the hum of the bells, there's history [Pre-Chorus] Echoes roll like a rolling stone Carrying tales of a time long gone [Chorus] Ring, ring, those old church bells Calling out from where the river swells Through the frost, through the creek’s soft flow Hear the stories that the warm winds know Ring, ring, over fields once white Guiding hearts in the fading light Hold me close where the cold winds speak In the sound of the church bells echoing deep [Bridge] Dust on my boots, wind in my hair I’m chasing echoes that float in the air Old songs rise where the cold creek bends And the bell still calls me home again [Chorus] Ring, ring, those old church bells Calling out from where the river swells Through the frost, through the creek’s soft flow Hear the stories that the warm winds know Ring, ring, over fields once white Guiding hearts in the fading light Hold me close where the cold winds speak In the sound of the church bells echoing deep [Outro] Ring, ring, ring— Over thawing streams and dusty dreams.