The oak tree whispers in the quiet breeze
Its roots entwined beneath the soil with ease
Through storms and sunlight it holds its ground
A steady love so deeply profound
The clock hands spin but the world feels still
Through seasons changing I love you still
Like rivers carving paths through stone
Our years have shaped a love that’s grown
This is every sunrise whispered low
The silent strength no one needs to know
Like candles glowing in the dark of night
We burn with a warm and gentle light
The cracks in the wall tell a story true
Of laughter and tears and growing anew
Our house is no mansion but it feels like gold
It's love that warms us as we grow old
Time is a painter with a careful hand
Etching memories that forever stand
And here we are through the ebb and sway
Two hearts that dance where shadows lay
This is every sunrise whispered low
The silent strength no one needs to know
Like candles glowing in the dark of night
We burn with a warm and gentle light
Its roots entwined beneath the soil with ease
Through storms and sunlight it holds its ground
A steady love so deeply profound
The clock hands spin but the world feels still
Through seasons changing I love you still
Like rivers carving paths through stone
Our years have shaped a love that’s grown
This is every sunrise whispered low
The silent strength no one needs to know
Like candles glowing in the dark of night
We burn with a warm and gentle light
The cracks in the wall tell a story true
Of laughter and tears and growing anew
Our house is no mansion but it feels like gold
It's love that warms us as we grow old
Time is a painter with a careful hand
Etching memories that forever stand
And here we are through the ebb and sway
Two hearts that dance where shadows lay
This is every sunrise whispered low
The silent strength no one needs to know
Like candles glowing in the dark of night
We burn with a warm and gentle light