[Verse] Morning breaks through the window pane, Dusty boots by the old wood frame, I kneel beside what he once wore, Planting seeds where his steps no more. [Pre-Chorus] Soil and tears, a quiet tune, Sunrise whispers, soft and soon— [Chorus] Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Roots run deep where his heart once bruised, Life springs up from the place he stood, Love takes hold in the summer’s wood. Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Planting hope in the darkest hues, In every leaf, I see him move— Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes. [Verse] Evening shadows stretch and fade, Memories in the garden laid, Hands that held me now at rest, Green vines climb on his weathered best. [Pre-Chorus] Stories told in the earth’s embrace, Time’s soft footsteps I still chase— [Chorus] Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Roots run deep where his heart once bruised, Life springs up from the place he stood, Love takes hold in the summer’s wood. Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Planting hope in the darkest hues, In every leaf, I see him move— Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes. [Bridge] And though the road was long and worn, I find him in the seeds I've borne, From dusty trails to morning dew, I grow a garden just for two. [Chorus] Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Roots run deep where his heart once bruised, Life springs up from the place he stood, Love takes hold in the summer’s wood. Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes, Planting hope in the darkest hues, In every leaf, I see him move— Tomatoes grow in his worn-out shoes. [Outro] Tomatoes grow, and so do I, Beneath the sky where memories lie.