[Verse] Sunlight breaking through the trees, Rollin’ slow on this old breeze, White cotton waving side to side, Memories draped in the countryside. [Pre-Chorus] Windows down, that sweet perfume, Toastin’ fields in afternoon, Every mile’s a gentle call, Back to where my heart knows all. [Chorus] Sunday drive past the silos tall, Lost in time where the rivers fall, Cotton clouds and a sky so wide, Home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. Yeah, home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. [Verse] Old dirt road and a weathered fence, Stories whispered, soft and tense, Gravel hum beneath the tires, Fuelin’ up old heart’s desires. [Pre-Chorus] Windows down, that sweet perfume, Toastin’ fields in afternoon, Every mile’s a gentle call, Back to where my heart knows all. [Chorus] Sunday drive past the silos tall, Lost in time where the rivers fall, Cotton clouds and a sky so wide, Home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. Yeah, home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. [Bridge] Even if the world keeps spinnin’ fast, This simple ride makes the moment last, With every bend and every sigh, I’m findin’ peace beneath this sky. [Chorus] Sunday drive past the silos tall, Lost in time where the rivers fall, Cotton clouds and a sky so wide, Home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. Yeah, home ain’t far on this Sunday drive. [Outro] Cotton fields and a sky so wide, Home’s right here on this Sunday drive.