Pine Needle Compass

Down the dirt road, where the wildflowers grow, a lonesome path only my feet seem to know

With every step, I feel the miles fade away

My heart is a pine needle compass, guiding me each day

It's pointing me back to the place I belong, where mama's old hymns fill the air like a song

The tall pine sway, whispering my name, this pine needle compass leads me home again

Morning dew, sparkles like diamonds on grass, memories rush back from a long forgotten past

Grandpa's porch swing, creaking in the breeze, these cherished moments bring my heart to ease

It's pointing me back to the place I belong, where mama's old hymns fill the air like a song

The tall pine sway, whispering my name, this pine needle compass leads me home again

City lights once called, but now they seem so dim. Dreams that led me far, now fading on a whim