[Verse] Dusty road, same old sign, Parched-up fields and a sky so wide. A windmill turns where the old barn stood, Whispering stories of a time gone, too. [Pre-Chorus] The sun dips low like a tired friend, And the silence hums with a quiet mend. [Chorus] Oh, the windmill turns above this old place, Spinning dreams on a fading grace. Each creak, each turn, a memory true — The soul of the land, and me, and you. Yeah, the windmill turns, the sky won’t close, And I’m still here, though you’re far from home. [Verse] Cottonwood shades the porch swing’s sway, Footprints fade in the moonlit clay. You’d sit there, light a cigarette, And sing that same song, soft and sweet. [Pre-Chorus] Now the air’s still, but the blades still go, Like you never left, like you still know… [Chorus] Oh, the windmill turns above this old place, Spinning dreams on a fading grace. Each creak, each turn, a memory true — The soul of the land, and me, and you. Yeah, the windmill turns, the sky won’t close, And I’m still here, though you’re far from home. [Bridge] Time might pass like a dust storm’s flight, But this old wheel keeps holdin’ tight. To the laughter that once filled the air, To the love that stayed, though it wasn’t there. [Chorus] Oh, the windmill turns above this old place, Spinning dreams on a fading grace. Each creak, each turn, a memory true — The soul of the land, and me, and you. Yeah, the windmill turns, the sky won’t close, And I’m still here, though you’re far from home. [Outro] Still here… still here… The windmill turns… And I’m still here.