[Verse] Dust on my boots like a map I can’t fold The sun whispers secrets in shades of gold I’ve got no home No tether No chain Just a road that hums my name
[Chorus] Wandering roads They call me back No compass No plan Just a well-worn track Wandering roads Where the wild winds sing The world’s my home I need not a thing
[Verse 2] A bird on a wire hums a tune so clear The river’s a friend Its voice in my ear Mountains they rise like a hymn in stone I belong to the earth I’m never alone
[Prechorus] The stars They guide me The night my guide The moon’s a lantern where shadows hide
[Chorus] Wandering roads They call me back No compass No plan Just a well-worn track Wandering roads Where the wild winds sing The world’s my home I need not a thing
[Bridge] I carry no past No weight No scars Just a heart that’s free and a sky full of stars Every step’s a promise Every turn a dream Life’s an open canvas Not a rigid scheme
Style de musique
folk, introspective, acoustic-driven with gentle strings and a wistful melody