[Intro – gentle, sun-warmed nostalgia] Dust motes dance in the kitchen light Screen door creaks like an old friend’s sigh [Verse 1 – soft, reminiscing] I can still taste the peach jam on my tongue Sticky fingers from the jar we left unsung Screen porch swings that creaked with every breeze Grandpa’s old stories under the oak trees [Verse 2 – tender, vivid memory] We’d chase fireflies till the stars came out Mason jars glowing with a tiny doubt That those nights would ever fade to gray That those days would slip away [Pre-Chorus – swelling, yearning] Time moves fast like a river’s flow But those summer days still feel like home Every laugh still echoes through the hall I’d give anything to hear his voice call [Chorus – warm, aching nostalgia] Grandpa’s farm where the corn grew high Where the summer sun painted the sky Every moment’s a treasure I hold tight In the quiet of the night, I still see the light [Interlude, Instrumental Solo – soft fiddle and acoustic guitar melody, lazy rural lilt] [Verse 3 – soft, bittersweet] I found his old flannel in the attic chest Frayed cuffs and a stain from the cider press The smell of hay and tobacco still clings Like he’s still here, humming old hymns [Verse 4 – tender, reflective] We’d fix the fence till the sun went down Drink sweet tea while the crickets drowned out All the noise from the world outside Just me and him, side by side [Pre-Chorus – swelling, heartfelt] The years have passed, the fields have grown But his love still wraps around me like a stone Every memory’s a thread in my soul Keeping me whole when I feel cold [Chorus Reprise – warmer, more emotional] Grandpa’s farm where the wheat sways slow Where the fireflies dance and the rivers flow Every second’s a gift I won’t forget In my heart, I’m still there, sitting by his side yet [Bridge – soft, vulnerable] I walk the fields now when the summer’s here Whispering secrets in the quiet air Hoping he can hear me, somewhere up above Watching over the farm we used to love [Final Chorus – powerful, nostalgic climax] Grandpa’s farm where the sun always shone Where the days were long and the nights were warm Every memory’s a light that won’t die In my heart, I’ll stay there till the day I die [Outro – fading, gentle peace] Screen door creaks one last time Sun sets slow on the old pine