Small Town Nights

In the middle of nowhere, a main street sign, where every handshake shares a piece of time

The old diner glows in the soft moonlight, where stories unfold under stars so bright

A rusted pickup in a gravel lot, young love blooming in a hidden spot

Every face familiar, every name known, this is the place we all call home

Small town nights, where dreams are grown, in a world where we're never alone

Every whisper holds a piece of gold, in this quiet town our hearts are bold

The church bell rings on a Sunday morn, the sound of faith in the place we're born

Fields of green stretch far and wide, with memories etched in country stride

Campfires burn with a soft warm glow, friends gather round and let stories flow

A dog's bark echoes through the silent air, in this simple life we find our care