The Lighthouse Still Burns

The harbor changed, the bait shop’s gone. The bench we used to sit on’s gone. The paint peels off the old icehouse wall. But I still know this town at all. The diner closed three winters back. Old Jimmy never did come back. Yet every sunset on the waterline, Still pulls your voice across my mind. Time can weather wood and stone, But some roads lead you home. Oh, the lighthouse still burns across the bay. Just like the night you sailed away. Through every storm And every tide. It keeps your shadow by my side. The years roll by. Years roll by. The world moved on. World moved on. But that old light Keeps hanging on. The The lighthouse lighthouse still still burns Burns for me tonight. Mm. One steady heart against the night. Last week I found your old blue coat, Still hanging by the cellar door. A movie ticket in the pocket seam, From a life that feels just like a dream. The paper faded, the numbers blurred, But I remembered every word. Funny how a worn-out piece of cloth Can bring a whole lifetime back. Maybe love survives that way. Not in heaven far away, But in the things we leave behind, Waiting somewhere To be found. Oh, the lighthouse still burns across the bay. Just like the night you sailed away. And though the years took much from me, They never touched your memory. Oh, the lighthouse still burns through wind and Rain, Calling softly through the pain. And when my final Morning comes, I'll I'll follow follow That light home.