Worn Out Roads Video (MV)

I drove down that old dirt road again,
Where we laughed 'til dark, like the world was our friend,
The trees stand taller, but their leaves are gray,
Just like worn out roads that remember the way.

Worn out roads, they don't forget,
The paths we walked, the dreams we met,
They carry the weight of hearts grown cold,
Memories carved in roads so old.

By that faded sign where we carved our names,
Those letters linger, though the seasons change,
Feel you here like a ghost on the breeze,
These worn out roads keep our memories.

And though we're gone, the dust still flies,
A little trace of us in the open skies,
They bend and twist, but never break,
These roads hold on, for old times' sake.

Worn out roads, they don't forget,
The paths we walked, the dreams we met,
They carry the weight of hearts grown cold,
Memories carved in roads so old.

Now I drive alone, the sun sinking low,
Tracing paths we loved long ago,
And though time has worn them thin and bare,
These roads still remember we were there.

So here's to the roads that keep us close,
Where memories live, like whispers and ghosts,
No matter the years, or the love that's gone,
These worn out roads keep holding on.