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indie-poppop balladfolk-pop
Créé par:WriteSong.AI
Créé le:7 avr. 2026
Durée:5:04
[Verse 1] Met you in a hallway Wristband on your arm Paper cup of coffee Shaking through the charm You laughed at my bad joke Said “this place feels like a cage” We traded little stories Trying to turn the page You said your mama’s from a nowhere town in Georgia I froze and said “my grandma grew up there” Same church Same diner Same red clay on your sneakers Felt like somebody answered a prayer [Chorus] How could it be you’re from my grandma’s road Sitting in this rehab Carrying my load We counted up the days Checked off the chart Two lost hearts learning how to start Thought we were just friends Holding on tight Didn’t see the spark in the fluorescent light Renaissance in Georgia I swear it’s fate Didn’t know I loved you ’til it felt too late [Verse 2] We’d walk that tiny garden Timing smoke breaks with the stars Talking ’bout the wreckage All the broken bits and scars You’d hide your hands in sleeves when you got scared I’d crack another joke Pretend I never cared Movie nights on metal chairs Plastic cups of Sprite You’d nudge my shoulder Whisper “we’ll be alright” We made a deal to call when we got out Two soft voices fighting back the doubt [Chorus] How could it be you’re from my grandma’s road Sitting in this rehab Carrying my load We counted up the days Checked off the chart Two lost hearts learning how to start Thought we were just friends Holding on tight Didn’t see the spark in the fluorescent light Renaissance in Georgia I swear it’s fate Didn’t know I loved you ’til it felt too late [Bridge] Months later in the sunshine Hands dry Eyes clear (oh) I said “There’s this festival You wanna go this year?” You wore that flower crown I wore borrowed chainmail We laughed at knights pretending not to fail Turkey legs and tarot cards Your lipstick on my straw You leaned in just a little when the crowd began to roar Your fingers brushed my fingers Time slipped out of place I finally saw forever written on your face [Chorus] How could it be you’re from my grandma’s road Now we’re at a fairground Sharing one cloak We wandered through the tents Hearts off guard Two brave souls dropping down their cards Thought we were just friends Till that day Sunset on the jousting field turned us gray Renaissance in Georgia Colored my view Didn’t know I’d say “I’m in love with you” [Verse 3] Later in the parking lot Ring warm in my hand I stumbled through a story I never really planned Said “From that first hard hallway To this muddy fairground grass You’ve been my second chance My present and my past” You laughed and you were crying when I dropped down to my knee (hey) Said “I’m scared but I’m certain Will you take this road with me?” You said “yes” like it was easy Like you’d waited all along Two small-town hearts finally hearing the same song [Chorus] How could it be you’re from my grandma’s road From rehab beds to this shining gold We counted up the days Now we count the years Two tired hands learning how to steer We were just friends Learning how to cope Didn’t see the love underneath the hope Renaissance in Georgia Look what we found Two once-broken hearts on holy ground [Outro] From a quiet little hallway To a ring and a name We turned rock bottom Into something like a flame
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