[Verse]
In the quiet of the evening, under starlit skies so wide,
My wrist it aches, a silent echo of the love we once confide.
Each tremor in my hand, a whisper of the pain that's deep inside,
For the blisters that I bear, are but a shadow of the tears we've cried.
[Pre-Chorus]
Yet in the stillness, a soft refrain begins to rise,
A tender melody, where sorrow softly lies.
[Chorus]
Oh Barbara, my heart's refrain, in the silence where you've flown,
The notes I play are but a ghost, a memory of our home.
Though the world seems cold and bare, your spirit lingers near,
In every chord, in every tear, I feel you, oh so dear.
[Verse]
The fields stretch out in golden hues, a canvas vast and wide,
But without you here to share the view, the colors seem to hide.
Each blister tells a story, of the love that's left to mend,
In the quiet of the night, I find the strength to tend.
[Pre-Chorus]
And as the moon casts silver light, a softer song begins,
A lullaby of love and loss, where hope and pain convene.
[Chorus]
Oh Barbara, my heart's refrain, in the silence where you've flown,
The notes I play are but a ghost, a memory of our home.
Though the world seems cold and bare, your spirit lingers near,
In every chord, in every tear, I feel you, oh so dear.
[Bridge]
In the twilight's gentle hold, where dreams and fears entwine,
I find a solace in the old, familiar lines.
A promise kept in every note, a love that time won't sever,
For in the music, in the throat, your essence I forever treasure.
[Chorus]
Oh Barbara, my heart's refrain, in the silence where you've flown,
The notes I play are but a ghost, a memory of our home.
Though the world seems cold and bare, your spirit lingers near,
In every chord, in every tear, I feel you, oh so dear.
