[music] There's a light in the cafe [music and singing] window and a breeze on the harbor [singing] rail. [music] Morning climbs the painted [music] houses. And the gulls drift [music] soft and pale.
There's [music] an old road [singing] by the ocean that [music] remembers [singing] every tire. Every [music] dream that came here restless. Every heart that [music] came here tired.
Now the day moves [music] slow and easy like it finally knows [singing] my mind by [music] the old sea road where the blue runs wide [singing] [music] and slow. I can hear my [singing] better [music] days in the wind and in the glow [music] by [singing] the old sea road [music] where [singing] the late sun turns to gold. [music] All the years I used to carry [music] don't feel quite so heavy anymore.
Someone [singing] waters porch [music] side roses. Someone sweeps a [singing] wooden floor. [music] Someone laughs behind the garden gate.
[music] like they left there all before. A radio [music] plays low and distant [music] from a truck parked by [singing] the hill. [music] And the whole [singing] town leans toward evening, [music] soft and bright and standing still.
[music] I spend half my life in [singing] motion. Now I let the [singing and music] silence shine by the [music] old sea road where the blue runs wide [singing] and slow. [music] I can hear my [singing] better days [music] in the wind and in the glow.
[music] By the [singing] old sea road [music] where the late [singing] sun turns to gold. [music] All the years [singing] I used to carry. Don't [music] feel quite so heavy anymore.
Let the kettle [music] sing. Let the screen door sway. Let the [singing] screen door sway.
Let the shadows stretch. At the end [music and singing] of day, I don't need much now. [singing] Just the [music] sky, this shore, and a little light.
By an open [singing] door by the old sea road [music and singing] where the blue runs wide and slow. [music] I can hear [singing] my better days. [music] In the wind and in the glow by the old sea [singing] road [music] where the last light settles gold.
[music] All the years [singing] I used to [music] carry feel like they belong to me and not to sorrow. anymore. [music] By the old sea road.
[music] By the old sea road. [music] Evening on the water, bringing me [music] back home. [music] [music] [music] [music] coffee on the red saw down in [singing] the air.
Sunlight on the windows moving through [music and singing] my hair. Old roads by the water, white lines running slow. I got nowhere to hurry and nowhere [music] else to go.
A little store on the corner, a dog asleep [music] in the shade, a song from a halfopen doorway, and the whole [music] wide morning made. I spent years chasing clocks and [singing] neon signs. Now I [music] watch ghosts turn circles in the light.
Where the ocean slows my name. Where the [music] west wind calls me home again. Golden [music] hills, long shadows drifting blue.
I was running, now I'm [music] running free. Down the line where the sky meets memory. In the [music] quiet, I find something true.
Out here, life still shines the same. [music] Where the ocean slows my name. Friends out on the patio, [music] laughing like they used to do.
Bread and fruit and summer linen, [music] sky so white and clear and blue. Somebody's painting by the harbor. Somebody's tuning up old strings.
[music] Somebody's driving that cliff road like time don't own a thing. I wore out miles and borrowed [music] too much speed. Now every tide [singing] gives something back to me.
Where the ocean [music] slows my name. Ooh, where the west wind calls me home [music] again. Golden [singing] hills, long [music] shadows drifting blue.
I was running, now I'm running free. Down the line where the sky [music] meets memory. In the quiet, I find something [music] true.
Out here, life still shines the same. Where the ocean slows [music] my name. Let the phone [music] ring.
Let the world spin. Let the evening roll right in. I got old scars.
I got good days. I got one more sunset on the way. [music] And I still feel that fire.
Soft and low but burning bright. Like a window [singing] full of lamp light by [music] the water every night. Where the ocean slows my name.
Ooh. [music] Where the west wind calls me home [singing] again. Golden hills, long [music] shadows drifting blue.
I was running. Now [music] I'm running free. Down the line where the [music] sky meets memory.
In the quiet, I find something true. After all the miles I came, I'm still learning [music] how to [singing] stay. [music] Where the ocean slows my name.
Salt in the air, light [music] on the frame. West coast morning [music] calling my name.
